Mission to the Past Chapter 1: Mission Accepted, a gundam wing/sailor moon fanfic

Notes: This fic begins a few months after Endless Waltz, in September, After Colony 197. Duo and Hilde are just friends. In terms of Sailor Moon, it takes place shortly after the Outer Senshi have returned. Sailor Stars (the fifth season) has not happened yet. This is different from the anime, but it does happen in the manga. For the most part, it is based on the anime, but I use several elements from the manga as well. These will be noted at the end of each chapter. Enjoy the fic! For those of you who have seen this before, it no longer uses the dub names for the Inner Senshi.

Mission to the Past

Chapter One: Mission Accepted

Time: Unknown

Place: Forgotten

The lonely green-haired soldier looked out through the Gate of Time. She could see the group of people growing. Soon, there would be enough of them to start a war again. There would be more fighting, and killing, and bloodshed. Those five warriors would again be called to arms. And when peace had been won, it would just happen again, and again, and again.

She wanted to scream. The only person who knew about this was herself, and she couldn't leave her post to stop it.

Her gaze shifted to her queen and fellow warriors, lying asleep. She had tried countless times to wake them, but to no avail. The only people that could were their past selves, but she could not tell them. This was so frustrating!

Suddenly, an idea came to her. Perhaps, if she could not tell the Sailor Senshi of the past, someone else could.

She held out her Garnet Rod and concentrated. A hologram of her appeared. She concentrated harder, and the hologram of Sailor Pluto walked through the gate of time to find the ex-Gundam pilots. She had a mission for them.

* * *

L2 Colony, Late September, A. C. 197

"Welcome. You've Got Mail!"

Duo Maxwell sat at his laptop and clicked on the "read" icon. "You know, that stupid voice hasn't changed since AOL started," he said, sounding somewhat bored.

Hilde Schbeiker looked at him. "You mean it's been annoying people since the very beginning?"

"Yep," Duo said. "Let's see...something from Winnerboy04. That's Quatre." He opened the e-mail and read:

Hi, Duo!

I'm having a reunion at my summer home on Earth. All of the gang will be there. It's this Saturday, so please come, and bring Hilde. See you there!

It was followed by the address. Duo read it thoughtfully. "A reunion at Quatre's, huh?" he mused. "Sounds great. Come on, Hilde. Let's get packing!"

Hilde shook her head. "I'll pack, and you call the airline."

"How come?" Duo asked.

Because I actually fold things before stuffing them in the suitcase," she replied.

"Alright, whatever," Duo said. "I'll go get the tickets."

* * *

Quatre Raberba Winner surveyed his house. It was funny, but he had never been to this summer home. It had been built to fit his entire family, so naturally it would fit all his friends. Lady Une and Zechs wouldn't be able to come, but everyone else could make it.

Quatre finished checking to make sure the house was neat. Everything was in place, and the reunion would be absolutely perfect. Except for a certain something, or rather a certain someone...

"Oh, baby brother Quatre!" A shrill, annoying, bubbly, overly cheerful voice sang out from the kitchen. A tall, sandy-haired girl with an extra-bouncy ponytail and a smile that rivaled Duo's at his most cheerful skipped merrily into the room. "Is everything ready?" she asked.

Quatre sighed. "Yes, Kelsey," he answered. "Everything's ready. But would you please not call me baby brother Quatre?"

His hyper older sister asked, "Why? After all, you are my youngest brother!" She wrapped him in a tight hug.

"Kelsey, I'm your only brother," Quatre told her, struggling to get free. He could feel his lungs begin to burn. "It's embarrassing."

"Oh, but you're my little baby brother," squealed Kelsey, hugging him even more tightly.

"For crying out loud, I'm seventeen!" Quatre yelled, using what little air he had left. "Kelsey," he gasped, "can't...breathe...." Finally, he broke free and took a deep breath. "Ah, air!" he cried. It felt so good in his lungs. He regained his composure after a few breaths. "Well, they should be here in about two hours," Quatre said, looking at his watch.

"Oh, goody!" cried Kelsey gleefully. "I'm so excited, baby brother Quatre!"

Quatre sighed. It was going to be a long two hours.

* * *

Duo looked out his airplane window. They were approaching the Earth, and would be landing soon. Hilde was sleeping peacefully in the seat next to him. Having no one to talk to, he decided to gather his thoughts on the past few months.

After Marie Maia's army had been defeated, Duo and the other ex-Gundam pilots had decided to continue with their normal lives, none of which was entirely normal for a seventeen-year-old boy. Duo had gone back to living with Hilde and running their business. Trowa was back at the circus. Wufei was working with Sally Po at Preventors HQ. Quatre was still fixing things up in the Colonies. Heero, surprisingly, had the most normal life out of all of them: he had a job and an apartment.

He had school, too. Quatre had decided they all should at least get high school degrees. Naturally, everyone had protested, saying that they were too busy, but Quatre had been adamant. He had even hired private tutors for Trowa and Wufei, who were both constantly on the move. Through huge amounts of extra work, they were all caught up at long last, and were about to enter their senior year of high school. After that, Duo, Heero, and Quatre were going on to high college. Wufei and Trowa, on the other hand, were too busy, and were perfectly happy with their current lives. Or at least, as happy as either of those two could be, Duo thought, smiling to himself.

"Please prepare for landing," the captain's voice announced.

"Hilde, wake up," Duo urged, shaking her gently.

"Hn? Wha...?" she said groggily. She looked at Duo.

"We're landing," Duo told her.

"Oh, really?" Hilde said, yawning. "Alright."

Duo smiled and turned to the window to watch their descent to Earth.

* * *

"Come on, Miss Relena," Lucretzia Noin urged gently, shaking the sleeping blonde. "We're here."

"Huh? What?" said Relena sleepily, struggling to open her eyes. "Oh, yes, I'm coming."

Noin stepped out of the pink limo and went around to help Relena. "I can get out by myself," said Relena, opening the door and stepping out woozily. She almost immediately felt her knees buckle and fell, being barely caught by Noin.

"Miss Relena, are you alright?" asked Pagan, her driver.

"Yes, Pagan, I'm fine," said Relena, sounding far from it. "You can let go of me now."

"I'm not holding on," Pagan told her, looking puzzled.

"I'm the one holding on," said Noin. She walked to Quatre's door, Relena leaning on her and Pagan following behind. Noin rang the doorbell.

DING-DONG!

A tall blonde opened the door. "Oh, are you our guests?" she asked. Noin nodded. The girl shouted over her shoulder, "Baby brother Quatre! Your guests are here!"

Quatre appeared in the doorway, sighing. "Please don't call me that," he begged of the girl. Then he turned to the three on his doorstep. "Hello, Relena, Noin, Pagan," he greeted them warmly. "Come on in."

"Hello, Quatre," Relena mumbled, then said something about "must work on...terra-formation project..."

"No, Relena," Noin chided her, speaking as one would speak to a small child. "We're not going to think about that now, remember? We're on vacation." She turned apologetically to Quatre. "Do you have a room where she could lie down for a while?"

"Sure," said Quatre. He led them upstairs. Relena protested at first, but finally gave up, letting sleep claim her. Noin and Pagan had to practically drag her up to the room Quatre showed them. They then laid her gently in the bed and left her to sleep in peace.

Quatre closed the door carefully behind them. "If that wasn't Relena, I'd say she'd been drinking," he told Noin.

Noin smiled. "Sorry about that. It's just that our Vice Foreign Minister has been a little over-worked lately," she explained, sounding rather fond of the young politician.

"I understand completely," Quatre said, also smiling.

* * *

"So how do we get there?" asked Hilde. She and Duo were standing outside the airport with their bags.

"Let's see," Duo said thoughtfully. "Quatre's place is about two and half miles..." he looked around, checked a map, and pointed. "That way. So, we should go by subway."

They started walking towards the nearest subway station. They had taken about three steps when it started to rain.

Duo groaned. "My umbrella's at home, what about you?" he asked Hilde.

"I've got it inside my bag," said Hilde. She knelt down and quickly took it out and opened it...or rather, tried to. "Shoot, it's stuck!" she cried in frustration.

"Here, let me try," Duo offered, taking it. He tried to open and succeeded. Sort of...

"Duo!" Hilde shouted. "You broke it!"

"I did not!" he protested. "It was already broken!"

"Whatever!" Hilde sighed in exasperation. "Let's just hurry!"

* * *

"Hello, Trowa, Catherine," Quatre greeted his friends.

"Hi, Quatre," they both responded.

"You never told me how you were able to take a break from the circus," Quatre said, ushering them in. Noin and Pagan waved. Trowa and Catherine waved back. "Well?" Quatre persisted.

They looked very sad. "There was a horrible accident," Trowa told his blond friend.

Catherine nodded. "One of the elephants got scared in the night. A scared elephant is not a fun elephant. Especially when he scares everyone else."

"They trampled everything in sight," Trowa said. "No one was seriously wounded, but the tents were destroyed."

"That's awful," said Quatre sympathetically, inwardly trying not to laugh at how, ridiculous it sounded. "Well, at least everyone's okay."

Trowa nodded. "That's right. Is anyone else here?" he asked.

"Yes," Quatre said. "Relena's upstairs sleeping. She's beat from being so overworked."

"That poor girl," said Catherine.

* * *

"Due to an unfortunate accident, all trains have stopped running for the next five hours," a voice over the PA system announced. "We are very sorry for any inconvenience this may cause you. Thank you for your cooperation and have a nice day."

"I don't believe this!" Duo yelled. "This really isn't our day."

"So what do we do now?" Hilde wondered.

"I guess we try the bus," Duo decided, sighing. "Let's go." The two walked out into the rain.

* * *

"Who else is here?" Dorothy Catalonia asked Quatre, hanging up her coat. She had arrived at the same time as Wufei and Sally Po.

"Let's see," Quatre said. "Noin, Pagan, Relena, though she's upstairs, Trowa, Catherine, and you three," he finished. "Oh, and then there's Kelsey."

"Ooh! Baby brother Quatre, are these more guests?" squealed a tall, blond, hyperactive girl that came bounding into the room.

"Speak of the devil," Quatre muttered under his breath. "Dorothy, Wufei, Sally, this is my sister Kelsey. Kelsey, these are Dorothy," Wufei, and Sally."

"Great, another woman," Wufei groaned. Sally gave him a pinch. "Ow!"

"I thought you weren't going to start with that today," said Sally. "You said you'd behave yourself."

"Geez, what are you, my mother?" Wufei said. "Fine, I'll behave!"

"So the only ones missing are Duo, Hilde, and Heero?" Dorothy questioned, choosing to ignore Sally and Wufei's bickering.

"Heero? What about Heero?" a voice sounded from upstairs.

"Go back to sleep, Relena," Noin shouted. "He's not here yet!"

"Yes," said Quatre in response to Dorothy's question. He looked out t the rain, pouring faster every minute. "I hope they're okay in this weather," he mused.

"I'm sure they're fine," Sally assured him. "After all, they can take care of themselves."

* * *

"Dang it!" Duo yelled, along with certain highly inappropriate four-letter words. "We missed the last bus going in our direction for the next three hours!"

"And I don't have nearly enough money for a cab," said Hilde.

"Neither do I," Duo said.

"I guess the only thing left to do is walk," Hilde reasoned. "Two and a half miles. In the pouring rain. With our luggage."

"Oh, goody," said Duo, dripping sarcasm. "I've always wanted to do that. Yippee. Let's get started right away." The two started their long trek to Quatre's house.

* * *

DING-DONG!

"HEERO!" Relena screamed. She bounded down the stairs, bounded to the door, and opened it, all before you could say, "I'm going to kill you." Sure enough, there stood Heero with his umbrella. Relena grabbed his arm and yanked him inside, then threw her arms around him. "I'm so glad you're here!" She then stood back and allowed him to hang up his coat and umbrella. Quatre marvelled at how quickly she had known of and responded to Heero's arrival.

"Am I the last one?" Heero asked.

Quatre shook his head. "Nope. Duo and Hilde still haven't gotten here."

Heero rolled his eyes. "Figures. Duo's always late."
"True," Quatre admitted. "But the rain's getting worse. Do you think they're okay?"

"You worry too much," Heero told him.

Suddenly, a girl with a gigantic smile skipped into the room. "Baby brother Quatre, who's this guest?" she gushed.

Heero gave Quatre a look that showed clearly what he thought of the "baby brother" part. "I take it this is one of your sisters?"

Quatre sighed. "Yes," he admitted. "This is Kelsey. She's, um, cheerful," he said, trying to be nice despite the fact that he was ready to strangle her if she called him "baby brother" one more time. "Kelsey, this is Heero Yuy. He's, um, not cheerful."

"How cheerful, exactly, is she?" Heero wanted to know.

"Very cheerful," Quatre told him.

"More cheerful than Duo?"

"Yes. Much more cheerful than Duo."

"Oh, boy."

* * *

"Hilde?"

"Yeah, Duo?"

"I just want to make this clear: sometimes, life sucks."

"Keep walking, Duo."

* * *

Much later...

DING-DONG!
Quatre opened the door. There stood an extremely angry, extremely tired, extremely wet Duo and Hilde. They walked in, panting.

"What happened?" Trowa greeted them.

"Well, first," Duo began, "it started to rain. Then, there was an accident on the subway. Then bus was gone for the next three hours. Then we didn't have enough money for a taxi. So we walked two and a half miles in the pouring rain. Needless to say, it has not been a good day."

"Was anyone hurt in the accident?" Quatre asked innocently.

Duo glared at him, looking as if he was about to go into his "God of Death" mode on his blond friend.

"Uh, why don't you two go upstairs and get changed?" Quatre suggested nervously.

Duo glared at him again, then stormed upstairs, with Hilde at his heels. "Whew," Quatre exhaled.

They returned a few minutes later, looking dryer and much happier, especially when Quatre came in with hot cocoa. Soon, everyone was talking and laughing, filling each other in on what had been going on in their lives, and just being glad to see each other again. All of a sudden, Duo gave a very theatrical gasp.

"What is it?" Quatre asked, less concerned than he might have been, since Duo had a tendency to overreact.

"Do my ears decieve me?" Duo said, like a very bad over-actor. "This surely cannot be! It is not possible! Is the world coming to an end? Did Heero, yes, Heero I'm-so-unemotional-I-can't-tell-the-love-of-my-life-how-I-feel, Heero look-up-stoic-in-the-dictionary-and-you-see-my-picture, Heero I've-smiled-maybe-once-in-my-life, just LAUGH? This is truly unbelievable!"

Heero looked patiently at his American friend. "Are you done yet?" he asked.

Duo thought about it. "Yeah, I think so," he replied.

"Good," said Heero. The conversation reserved.

It wasn't just Heero, Duo realized. It was all of them. Heero's eyes were calm content, holding none of the deep sadness or burning anger that they used to. Wufei was much more relaxed, with all of his old tension gone. Quarte's grief was no longer obvious in his eyes and smile. Trowa no longer radiated coldness. When Noin smiled now, it showed real happiness. Dorothy seemed to have finally gotten over her rage.

And as for himself? Duo decided that, surrounded by his friends, he was finally happy, and had been for only a short but sweet time.

"Okay, everybody who wants more cocoa, raise your hands!" Kelsey chirped. Everyone raised a hand. "Oh, dear, I can't carry that many cups at once," she fretted.

"I'll help you," Duo offered, getting to his feet. He and Quatre's Mihoshi-like sister walked into the kitchen, then stopped dead at what they saw.

There stood a tall, green-haired young woman in a sailor outfit and short skirt, carrying a large, key-shaped rod. She didn't seem to notice them, and kept looking around the room, seeming a little lost.

Duo shut his eyes. Okay, he thought to himself. I'm going to count to three, and when I open my eyes, she's not going to be there. One, two, three! He opened his eyes. She was still there. Duo turned around and walked back into the living room.

"Quatre?" he called nervously. "There's a very strange woman in your kitchen."

"A strange woman?" Quatre repeated. "Could it be one of my sisters?"

"Well, I never thought GREEN HAIR ran in your family!" Duo yelled, feeling more than slightly freaked out.

"Green hair? No, the only one that dyes her hair is Brittany, and I'm pretty sure hers is pink right now," Quatre mused, getting up to see. Everyone followed.

"No, that is definately not one of my sister," Quatre pronounced, as everyone stared at the strange woman.

She turned to them with garnet-colored eyes. "Are you the Gundam pilots?" she asked them calmly.

"Not anymore," Heero told her, almost angrily.

A brief smile flickered across her face, but the sadness never left her eyes. "No," she agreed, "not anymore. But if certain people have their way, you may be forced to become Gundam pilots once again."

The effect of her words was instantaneous. Everyone seemed to stop breathing. All of them were mentally reliving the war, the horror, the grief, the killing, the death. At that moment, they were all more afraid than they'd ever been in their lives, afraid not of facing death, but of causing.

Duo was the first to regain his voice. "Y-you can't be serious," he said. "There's no way."

"I'm dead serious," the woman said.

"But how?" Relena asked.

"There is a small but growing group of people who would start the war between the Colonies and the Earth Sphere all over again," the woman told them matter-of-factly. "They are slowly but surely gaining power. Soon they will be ready to make their move, and the terrible year of After Colony 195 will be repeated."

"Why are you telling us this?" Trowa demanded. "Who are you?"

The sad smile crossed her face again. "Forgive me for not introducing myself." She knelt on one knee. "I am Sailor Pluto. I have something to show you." She stood up and held her key-shaped rod in front of her. A huge orb appeared, and the rod projected images into it:

A horrible war...destroying everyone, everything...people dying...young women...soldiers, but somehow more...hopeless, futile fight...people laughing...a cruel, wicked laugh, full of hate...a crystalline light...the evil war was gone...where were the warriors?...also gone, sealed away...

The images stopped. Sailor Pluto looked at them again. "That was the capture of my queen and fellow warriors, the Sailor Senshi," she said bitterly. "Only I remain free, but I am not free, for I have to guard the Gate of Time."

"The Sailor Senshi," Quatre murmured to himself. "I've heard that name before. It was in a legend, I think. Something about a millennium of peace."

"The Silver Millennium," Sailor Pluto told him. "Yes. And the second Silver Millennium, led by Neo-Queen Serenity of Crystal Tokyo and the Sailor Senshi. But corrupt people made a pact with the evil forces, and they brought an end to that peaceful time. The evil was banished, but the queen and Senshi were sealed away in a cryogenic freeze, never to awaken. The Silver Millennium was soon forgotten, and the Sailor Senshi became an obscure legend." She fixed her blood-red eyes on them. "But it's all true. And unless they are reawakened, history will continue to repeat itself, and true peace will never be achieved."

"I still don't see what you want with us," Wufei snapped.

"I have a mission for you," she said. "I want you to go back in time to when the Sailor Senshi were your age. I cannot tell you who they are, for you must find them yourselves. When you have, bring them here. Only they can reawken their future selves and bring peace to this world."

The ex-Gundam pilots stared. "You're nuts," Duo said finally.

"Time travel is physically impossible," Trowa said.

"Physically, yes," Sailor Pluto admitted. "Magically, no."

"There's no such thing as magic," Wufei said.

Sailor Pluto smiled as if to say, "Oh, really?"

"If it'll bring peace to this world, do we have a choice?" Quatre wondered.

"Actually," Sailor Pluto said, "you don't have a choice anyway. I'm going to do this whether you like it or not."

They looked at each other. Heero shrugged and said, "Mission accepted."

Sailor Pluto held her staff high, and with that, the five boys were gone.

"No!" cried Hilde. "They can't be gone!"

"Heero," Relena murmured, silent tears running down her cheeks. "He's leaving me again. Why?"

"Come on, Relena," said Noin gently. "Let's go." She, Pagan, and Relena started toward the door.

"They're off to fight for us again," Sally said softly.

Dorothy seemed to be in a daze. "Treize once mentioned the fallen kingdom of Crystal Tokyo," she said as if in a trance. "He said OZ always destroyed kingdoms, that Crystal Tokyo had been the first in a line of many. I didn't know what he was talking about. I didn't believe him."

"Baby brother Quatre's gone," Kelsey whimpered.

Catherine stood angrily, fists clenched. "It isn't fair," she hissed vehemently. "Why do they always have to fight? Why can't someone else do it for once? Why do we have to just stay here, helpless? Haven't they suffered enough?"

"There isn't anything we can do," Relena said dully. "We can only wait."

* * * * * * *

Notes: Well, what did you think? Not too awful, I hope. E-mail me with your comments and CONSTRUCTIVE criticism. No flames, please. If you disagree with me, tell me nicely or don't tell me at all.

FYI: "Senshi" is Japanese for soldier or warrior, and is what they translated as "Scout" in the English translation.

Disclaimer: Very sadly, I do not own Gundam Wing, Sailor Moon, or Tenchi Muyo!, nor do I own any of the characters. However, I DO own Kelsey. She is MINE. You can't use her without MY permission.