You Are Not Forgotten
Gundam Wing Style
Mizu-chan's Notes: This is based on a true story which is why some
things Relena does might seem out of character. Although it
never seemed that way to me... hrm! Anyways! I can't tell you
want it is based on, though. Not yet. At the end I will because I
want to see how everyone will react. If some of the things about
the politics doesn't work.. forgive me! I don't really get into
politics.. erm.. reasons unknown ~:~wink~:~ Well, anyways! Enjoy!
~:~and so the story begins~:~
"Shoot them down!"
"Hurry!"
"There's way too many!!"
Duo took a swing at the fast approaching mobile suits. He
tried to ignore the dying screams of his allies as they came over
the intercom. But he had spent too many years getting soft
without war and so the great God of Death faltered in his
attacks.
"Get your act together!"
"No, don't freeze up, Private!"
"We can't do anything but retreat and now!"
Trowa knew he was running out of bullets. He knew it was
looking grim. It was a wonder that two small colonies could
have this much power. Two small colonies against the rest of the
alliance.
"Run!"
"Retreat!"
"Let's get out of here!!"
As he saw his power fail, Wufei knew they were defeated.
They had fought valiantly but there was no way. He sat there,
patiently waiting for the rest of his comrades to also fall.
"Let's hope the other troops can win this..."
"But.."
"What's going to happen to us?"
Quatre winced, hearing the sadness in the soldiers voices. He
didn't have the heart to tell their innocent minds what could
happen to them. Swinging his weapons one last futile time,
Quatre also waited for the end that was fast approaching.
"We're going to become prisoners of war.. that is if we don't get
killed. Over and out."
Heero clicked off his intercom. He had been surprised Relena
had let them go to war. Now he wished she hadn't. He slammed
his head against the back of his seat, cursing out loud. Slowly the
man fell limp with defeat as he felt his mobile suit die.
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"A sector has been defeated!"
Relena bolted from her seat. She raced to her advisors side
and stared down at the monitor. It was true. Over a hundred of
her "blinky" lights were gone from the screen.
"Which sector was that, Marie?" Relena asked nervously. She
glanced down at the younger girl who knew so much about war.
"Heero Yuy's sector.." Mariamaia replied, glueing her gaze to
the ground.
"No! Damnit!" Relena cursed loudly. She slammed a fist
against the wall causing her knuckles to trickle blood.
This was all her fault. She knew they didn't have to go to war.
The two rebel colonies had two unstable leaders. They could
have easily been talked out of fighting. But she declared war. It
had been her own little rebellion against the destiny she had
been shoved into so long ago. Now they were loosing and it was
all her fault.
"What can we do, Mariemaia?"
"Win the war," Mariemaia paused, glancing up at Relena,
"And that's about it, Miss Dorlian."
"Have we any more troops?"
"No, Miss Dorlian. We are losing."
"Have you any advice?"
"Surrender and let the two colonies break from the alliance as
they wished."
"But..." Relena sighed. She glanced around to the rest of her
crew. Slowly, they all began to nod their agreement. Still she
was undecided.
"Relena! Surrender now! Surrender or the whole alliance will
collapse at your feet!" Mariemaia shouted from her low altitude.
She glared up at Relena who slowly moved to the vidcom. With
a defeated sigh, the Vice Foreign Minister hit the switch. In an
instant her calm but wounded face appeared on every online
communicator.
"This is Relena Peacecraft Dorlian. As Vice Foreign Minister of
this alliance, I surrender this war to the rebel colonies. Hopefully,
once free from our alliance of the colonies and earth, they will
return to the peace this alliance was built for. I wish them luck
and hope everyone else does also."
Relena's image then disappeared. As she released the
button she collapsed onto the ground. Staring up at the ceiling
she felt the load of this immediate war fly from her. Like a bird.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The prisoners of war solemnly looked out the barred windows
of their holding cells. Over a hundred mobile suits floated listlessly
before them. Soldiers of the two rebel colonies were busy
attaching all sorts of bombs onto the machinery. Even as
Relena's call of surrender echoed throughout space, they did not
slow down. Once they were finished, the soldiers returned to their
own suits and flew the safe distance away. Suddenly, in an
instant, there was a brillant flash of light that signified the death
of the suits.
"Well, there you have it. The end." Duo muttered. He lowered
his head, wiping harshly at the bitter tears that were beginning
to form. Who could have known those colonies were going to be
such a formidable enemy? If he had known, he wouldn't have
volunteered to fight. Not even for the Vice Foreign Minister.
"They're not planning on letting us go..." Trowa trailed off. He
glanced to the rest of the soldiers. They were shaking, scared of
what might happen to them. There was nothing he could do to
ease their worry and fear.
"Even though Relena surrendered." Heero shook his head. She
was such a foolish girl. Yes, she was still a young girl who never
grew up. Still immature and stubborn as ever no matter how
well she hid it with words.
"W... why not?!" A soldier rushed up to Trowa. His eyes were
wide with the fear of never returning home. He grasped Trowa
by the shoulders, staring wildly into his eyes.
"Don't worry." Quatre's face softened into a smile. "We'll get
returned. They'll probably just make the alliance pay a fee."
"Are you sure they'll pay the fee for us?" Another soldier asked.
He appeared calmer then the others but his foot was tapping
nervously.
"Of course they will. We fought for them and they would never betray
us." Quatre's warm words and soft smile seemed to calm everyone's
nerves. The soldiers and the gundam pilots settled down in their large cell
With no more words being passed, they fell into dreamless sleeps.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Miss Dorlian, some men from colonies 0107 and 1116 are here to
speak with you." Mariemaia finished her words then wheeled away into
the darkness.
With a sigh, Relena turned to face the men. There was only two, a
representative from each colony. One was average height with dull brown
hair and even duller eyes. His partner was a balding giant who stared at
Relena as though she was nothing but an insect. Shaking off his stare,
Relena forced a smile on her face and greeted them. They returned her
greeting and the three settled themselves into her office.
"You made a good decision in surrendering, Miss Dorlian. You are
quite a cunning leader," spoke the taller of the two. His stare caused
Relena to shift uncomfortably in her chair.
"But I am not their leader. I simply maintain the peace." Relena
replied, miraculously keeping her gaze steady with his.
"Not the official leader for sure but leader nonetheless."
Relena opened her mouth to voice a reply when the second man cut
her off.
"We are not here to speak about Miss Dorlian's rule over her people,
Refel. We are here to discuss the soldiers who fell into our hands during
the brief war." The man's dull eyes seemed to suddenly ignite with a cruel
fire. He set his elbows on Relena's desk and leaned forward. Not even
moving back an inch, even as his hot breath hit her nose like the plaque,
she remained calm and poised.
"What about them, sir? When will the prisoners be returned?"
The man looked over to his partner who nodded. Returning his
malicious stare to Relena, he spoke once again, "We are prepared to
give a full account of all the prisoners. Get back to us in a couple of days
and we'll discuss their return." The man then stood up. The tall Refel
followed suit. They both nodded to Relena before disappearing out the
door.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Oh, what am I to do, Mariemaia? I ended the war with the colonies
and still they are out to get me. Why won't they just simply turn the
prisoners back over?" Relena moaned. She was in the slumps about her
current situation. It had been nine days since the two representatives had
stopped by. She was unable to reach them. All her advisors had warned
her from even speaking to the two rebel colonies. It was too dangerous
they would say. Anything could happen and the fragile peace could
shatter. Another war could start.
"You can't make contact with the colonies until they become stable."
Mariemaia spoke.
"But that could take years!" Relena sat up on her bed. She stared at
Mariemaia, expecting something completely different then what she got.
"So be it. Why take a risk like that?"
"Because our soldiers are over there!"
"How can you be so naive, Miss Dorlian? If," Mariemaia began, stressing
the if, "if the prisoners are even alive the colonies will want something in return.
And that's usually money! Do you really think we have enough money to
buy over one hundred PoWs?!"
"Augh." Relena flopped back onto her bed. "Why can't we just go
back to war with them?!"
"We can't have the rest of the colonies think they cannot peacefully
make their own decisions."
"I didn't really need the answer!" Relena growled, tossing a pillow at
the wheel-chaired girl.
"Miss Dorlian?" A mousy boy peeked into her room. "Miss Dorlian,
your brother wanted me to tell you that your public is waiting."
"Waiting for what?"
"For news about the POWs, Miss Dorlian."
Relena froze. She managed to wave the boy away before she broke
down. "Oh, Mariemaia! What do I say?! What can I tell them?!"
"It's up to you now, Relena. You must decide the fate of this alliance."
Mariemaia wheeled herself over to the vidcom. She turned her head
to watch for Relena's next move. The former princess reluctantly pulled
herself from her bed. She stumbled over to the vidcom and nodded to
Marie who clicked it on.
"This is Relena Peacecraft Dorlian. As Vice Foreign Minister, I have
grim news for us all. The one hundred POW's taken during the brief war
against colonies 0107 and 1116 are not coming back. All prisoners of
war are dead. To all those families who lost a loved one, I am terribly
sorry. There will be a memorial service for them as soon as possible.
Thank you and once again.. words cannot express how sorry I am."
Relena clicked off the intercom and crumbled to the floor. All around
her the alliance was beginning to break. And all because she had tried to
free herself. Why do caged birds always want to escape to the cruel
world where they are broken?
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Damnit!" Duo slammed his head against the wall. "What is wrong
with her!?"
"Wh.. why would Miss Dorlian do this?" questioned a shaking soldier.
His eyes were wide as he stared fearfully at Duo.
"Because of polictics and money!" Duo shouted. He pounded on the
walls of the cell before sinking to the ground, almost weeping. "I'll never
see Hilde again."
"Doesn't Miss Dorlian care about us?" asked another man.
"No, Benjamin. She doesn't." Heero stared the upset captain in the
eyes, slowly nodding. "She sure as hell doesn't."
END OF PART ONE
Gundam Wing Style
Mizu-chan's Notes: This is based on a true story which is why some
things Relena does might seem out of character. Although it
never seemed that way to me... hrm! Anyways! I can't tell you
want it is based on, though. Not yet. At the end I will because I
want to see how everyone will react. If some of the things about
the politics doesn't work.. forgive me! I don't really get into
politics.. erm.. reasons unknown ~:~wink~:~ Well, anyways! Enjoy!
~:~and so the story begins~:~
"Shoot them down!"
"Hurry!"
"There's way too many!!"
Duo took a swing at the fast approaching mobile suits. He
tried to ignore the dying screams of his allies as they came over
the intercom. But he had spent too many years getting soft
without war and so the great God of Death faltered in his
attacks.
"Get your act together!"
"No, don't freeze up, Private!"
"We can't do anything but retreat and now!"
Trowa knew he was running out of bullets. He knew it was
looking grim. It was a wonder that two small colonies could
have this much power. Two small colonies against the rest of the
alliance.
"Run!"
"Retreat!"
"Let's get out of here!!"
As he saw his power fail, Wufei knew they were defeated.
They had fought valiantly but there was no way. He sat there,
patiently waiting for the rest of his comrades to also fall.
"Let's hope the other troops can win this..."
"But.."
"What's going to happen to us?"
Quatre winced, hearing the sadness in the soldiers voices. He
didn't have the heart to tell their innocent minds what could
happen to them. Swinging his weapons one last futile time,
Quatre also waited for the end that was fast approaching.
"We're going to become prisoners of war.. that is if we don't get
killed. Over and out."
Heero clicked off his intercom. He had been surprised Relena
had let them go to war. Now he wished she hadn't. He slammed
his head against the back of his seat, cursing out loud. Slowly the
man fell limp with defeat as he felt his mobile suit die.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"A sector has been defeated!"
Relena bolted from her seat. She raced to her advisors side
and stared down at the monitor. It was true. Over a hundred of
her "blinky" lights were gone from the screen.
"Which sector was that, Marie?" Relena asked nervously. She
glanced down at the younger girl who knew so much about war.
"Heero Yuy's sector.." Mariamaia replied, glueing her gaze to
the ground.
"No! Damnit!" Relena cursed loudly. She slammed a fist
against the wall causing her knuckles to trickle blood.
This was all her fault. She knew they didn't have to go to war.
The two rebel colonies had two unstable leaders. They could
have easily been talked out of fighting. But she declared war. It
had been her own little rebellion against the destiny she had
been shoved into so long ago. Now they were loosing and it was
all her fault.
"What can we do, Mariemaia?"
"Win the war," Mariemaia paused, glancing up at Relena,
"And that's about it, Miss Dorlian."
"Have we any more troops?"
"No, Miss Dorlian. We are losing."
"Have you any advice?"
"Surrender and let the two colonies break from the alliance as
they wished."
"But..." Relena sighed. She glanced around to the rest of her
crew. Slowly, they all began to nod their agreement. Still she
was undecided.
"Relena! Surrender now! Surrender or the whole alliance will
collapse at your feet!" Mariemaia shouted from her low altitude.
She glared up at Relena who slowly moved to the vidcom. With
a defeated sigh, the Vice Foreign Minister hit the switch. In an
instant her calm but wounded face appeared on every online
communicator.
"This is Relena Peacecraft Dorlian. As Vice Foreign Minister of
this alliance, I surrender this war to the rebel colonies. Hopefully,
once free from our alliance of the colonies and earth, they will
return to the peace this alliance was built for. I wish them luck
and hope everyone else does also."
Relena's image then disappeared. As she released the
button she collapsed onto the ground. Staring up at the ceiling
she felt the load of this immediate war fly from her. Like a bird.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The prisoners of war solemnly looked out the barred windows
of their holding cells. Over a hundred mobile suits floated listlessly
before them. Soldiers of the two rebel colonies were busy
attaching all sorts of bombs onto the machinery. Even as
Relena's call of surrender echoed throughout space, they did not
slow down. Once they were finished, the soldiers returned to their
own suits and flew the safe distance away. Suddenly, in an
instant, there was a brillant flash of light that signified the death
of the suits.
"Well, there you have it. The end." Duo muttered. He lowered
his head, wiping harshly at the bitter tears that were beginning
to form. Who could have known those colonies were going to be
such a formidable enemy? If he had known, he wouldn't have
volunteered to fight. Not even for the Vice Foreign Minister.
"They're not planning on letting us go..." Trowa trailed off. He
glanced to the rest of the soldiers. They were shaking, scared of
what might happen to them. There was nothing he could do to
ease their worry and fear.
"Even though Relena surrendered." Heero shook his head. She
was such a foolish girl. Yes, she was still a young girl who never
grew up. Still immature and stubborn as ever no matter how
well she hid it with words.
"W... why not?!" A soldier rushed up to Trowa. His eyes were
wide with the fear of never returning home. He grasped Trowa
by the shoulders, staring wildly into his eyes.
"Don't worry." Quatre's face softened into a smile. "We'll get
returned. They'll probably just make the alliance pay a fee."
"Are you sure they'll pay the fee for us?" Another soldier asked.
He appeared calmer then the others but his foot was tapping
nervously.
"Of course they will. We fought for them and they would never betray
us." Quatre's warm words and soft smile seemed to calm everyone's
nerves. The soldiers and the gundam pilots settled down in their large cell
With no more words being passed, they fell into dreamless sleeps.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Miss Dorlian, some men from colonies 0107 and 1116 are here to
speak with you." Mariemaia finished her words then wheeled away into
the darkness.
With a sigh, Relena turned to face the men. There was only two, a
representative from each colony. One was average height with dull brown
hair and even duller eyes. His partner was a balding giant who stared at
Relena as though she was nothing but an insect. Shaking off his stare,
Relena forced a smile on her face and greeted them. They returned her
greeting and the three settled themselves into her office.
"You made a good decision in surrendering, Miss Dorlian. You are
quite a cunning leader," spoke the taller of the two. His stare caused
Relena to shift uncomfortably in her chair.
"But I am not their leader. I simply maintain the peace." Relena
replied, miraculously keeping her gaze steady with his.
"Not the official leader for sure but leader nonetheless."
Relena opened her mouth to voice a reply when the second man cut
her off.
"We are not here to speak about Miss Dorlian's rule over her people,
Refel. We are here to discuss the soldiers who fell into our hands during
the brief war." The man's dull eyes seemed to suddenly ignite with a cruel
fire. He set his elbows on Relena's desk and leaned forward. Not even
moving back an inch, even as his hot breath hit her nose like the plaque,
she remained calm and poised.
"What about them, sir? When will the prisoners be returned?"
The man looked over to his partner who nodded. Returning his
malicious stare to Relena, he spoke once again, "We are prepared to
give a full account of all the prisoners. Get back to us in a couple of days
and we'll discuss their return." The man then stood up. The tall Refel
followed suit. They both nodded to Relena before disappearing out the
door.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Oh, what am I to do, Mariemaia? I ended the war with the colonies
and still they are out to get me. Why won't they just simply turn the
prisoners back over?" Relena moaned. She was in the slumps about her
current situation. It had been nine days since the two representatives had
stopped by. She was unable to reach them. All her advisors had warned
her from even speaking to the two rebel colonies. It was too dangerous
they would say. Anything could happen and the fragile peace could
shatter. Another war could start.
"You can't make contact with the colonies until they become stable."
Mariemaia spoke.
"But that could take years!" Relena sat up on her bed. She stared at
Mariemaia, expecting something completely different then what she got.
"So be it. Why take a risk like that?"
"Because our soldiers are over there!"
"How can you be so naive, Miss Dorlian? If," Mariemaia began, stressing
the if, "if the prisoners are even alive the colonies will want something in return.
And that's usually money! Do you really think we have enough money to
buy over one hundred PoWs?!"
"Augh." Relena flopped back onto her bed. "Why can't we just go
back to war with them?!"
"We can't have the rest of the colonies think they cannot peacefully
make their own decisions."
"I didn't really need the answer!" Relena growled, tossing a pillow at
the wheel-chaired girl.
"Miss Dorlian?" A mousy boy peeked into her room. "Miss Dorlian,
your brother wanted me to tell you that your public is waiting."
"Waiting for what?"
"For news about the POWs, Miss Dorlian."
Relena froze. She managed to wave the boy away before she broke
down. "Oh, Mariemaia! What do I say?! What can I tell them?!"
"It's up to you now, Relena. You must decide the fate of this alliance."
Mariemaia wheeled herself over to the vidcom. She turned her head
to watch for Relena's next move. The former princess reluctantly pulled
herself from her bed. She stumbled over to the vidcom and nodded to
Marie who clicked it on.
"This is Relena Peacecraft Dorlian. As Vice Foreign Minister, I have
grim news for us all. The one hundred POW's taken during the brief war
against colonies 0107 and 1116 are not coming back. All prisoners of
war are dead. To all those families who lost a loved one, I am terribly
sorry. There will be a memorial service for them as soon as possible.
Thank you and once again.. words cannot express how sorry I am."
Relena clicked off the intercom and crumbled to the floor. All around
her the alliance was beginning to break. And all because she had tried to
free herself. Why do caged birds always want to escape to the cruel
world where they are broken?
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Damnit!" Duo slammed his head against the wall. "What is wrong
with her!?"
"Wh.. why would Miss Dorlian do this?" questioned a shaking soldier.
His eyes were wide as he stared fearfully at Duo.
"Because of polictics and money!" Duo shouted. He pounded on the
walls of the cell before sinking to the ground, almost weeping. "I'll never
see Hilde again."
"Doesn't Miss Dorlian care about us?" asked another man.
"No, Benjamin. She doesn't." Heero stared the upset captain in the
eyes, slowly nodding. "She sure as hell doesn't."
END OF PART ONE