Two Minutes
It's the eleventh hour of
the eleventh day of the eleventh month. I pause to remember….
I will never forget that
day. Yes, I was the "enemy" but it was a job… I had kids to feed, mortgages to
pay. Orders came down from on High and we obeyed. By doing that we kept them
happy and kept our jobs. I only found out later what they were trying to do
with our world. I wonder if I'd known that then, would have enlisted? But that doesn't matter now. I'm not proud I
fought for them but I did. I won't lie.
I can no longer remember why
we were fighting that day so many years ago, just that we were winning.
We outnumbered the rebels
and we had "home team" advantage.
Everything was in our favour because that's how we had planned it.
Things were going well for us…. then I saw 'it' emerge form the dust and smoke.
Ohh…. it was an awesome sight, wings unfurled, eyes blazing. A god of steel.
Only as it came closer could I see how old this beast was. The metal no longer
shone, battle scars crossed the giant body. This leviathan had seen a lot in
it's day.
Old as it was it moved like
the wind, though there was a mournful quality about it. There was a sadness
around the eyes, like it didn't want this moment to ever end.
A face appeared on my vid
screen, the machines' eyes turned to at me intensely…. it was as if that hard
metal could see. The face on the screen was that of an old man. But his
eyes…they were those of an immortal who well knew the folly of humans, tired of
living but still as stubborn as ever. He would never give in.
"Tell your superiors to send
medical staff. Your men need it."
Then his picture started to
fade, static obscuring his features. His voice sounded drained as he continued
"No one will die by my hand, only their own stupidity"
Then the huge machine turned
back to the battle.
I watched the hours go by;
the battle was long and hard. That single man turned the tides though… I think
he could have won on his own. That one person completely destroyed our force,
though as I think of it now, he killed no one. He moved as if in a dream, a
perfect deadly dance. Then I turned away, busy with the tack of staying alive.
When I next looked the
battle was over, the war now ended. As
the angel reached the edge of the now charred forest it turned and saluted the
battlefield, a final farewell before fading away, like the remnants of a dream
at morning.
Later that night I heard
that Heero Yuy, the pilot 01 of Gundam Wing had died peacefully in his sleep.
He was 53.
I'm not sure if he knows how
much of a difference he made on our lives. If he realizes what kind of impact
he made in the world. Tales of his exploits and sheer determination are still
taught in schools today, 25 years after his death. And I will never forget the
time I saw one man stand against hundreds and win. I will never forget what he
did during his last day on earth. He had looked so old, so wise, as if the
world weighed heavily upon him. A burden he could not share. Yet he was still
able to do so much, even during that brief battle. His actions speaking louder
than words ever could.
With reflection I think a
part of him knew that that was going to be his last battle, his final gift to
the world he gave everything to protect.
I don't think he knew that what he did then would forever end the wars.
Or that it would guarantee his place in history.
He died as he had lived; a
champion among soldiers, undefeated and unbowed.
The two minutes of silence
are now up, and I go back to my work. I have a real job now. I, like so many
others, never fought after that day. Now we have two minutes of silence, on
this 25th anniversary, to honour all those who fought in the wars.
Two minutes to honour the hero's heroes; Chang Wufei, Quatre Winner, Trowa
Barton, Duo Maxwell and Heero Yuy.
May they rest in peace.
***end***
So, another one where our
beloved Heero dies. This was again written at 12:45 when all I wanted to do was
sleep (as most people who have to work at 7am the next morning are want to do)
however my muses had different ideas….I ended up writing till 1:15 and
finishing it on my break…. *grins* so I hope my efforts are appreciated!
Anyways you really didn't
need to know that or the fact that this is my first fic written on my new
laptop *does happy dance* but I'm happy and feel like telling you anyway!
I do know own Gundam Wing,
and as always comments are appreciate! Tell me what you liked, didn't like,
hated, loved, whatever. Feed me with your thoughts!
