Legal disclaimer: Yeah yeah yeah, I *unfortunetly* don't own any of the G-Wing chars....
Summary: Takes place after Endless Waltz. My first Gundam fic, so please R+R! By the way, if you have any suggestions for me, please tell me!!!
I know it must suck, but....well, here goes nothing:

Gundam Wing
Dark Shadows

Chapter Two: The Targets
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The blue space shuttle, a common one used by the Preventers, hung out at the edge of the L5 colony cluster border with L6. A black-haired Chinese boy, around 16 or 17, was watching the screen in front of him while typing furiously on the keyboard. He didn't even realize when his partner on this mission floated up behind him.

"Wufei, why are you working so hard? You know that this mission has no real importance. It's just surveillance."
"Shut up, woman," he said without even looking away from the screen." There are signs of increased activity around the L6 colony."
Sally Po waved a hand. "Don't kid yourself. Nothings going to hap-." She was interrupted by a blinking dot on the screen. "A ship? Way out here?"
Wufei ignored her and punched up a communication line. "This is Preventer craft Scorpio. Other ship, identify yourselves."

There was silence from them. They came closer. Wufei repeated himself, anger rising. "Did you here me?! Identify yourselves!"
A mocking laugh came over the speaker before the vid-link hooked up. "Easy there Wu-man, you might sprain something." The screen flickered and a picture of a bright-eyed American appeared, smirking ear to ear.
"Maxwell!" Wufei shouted.
"Hiya there to you too, buddy. Long time no see!" Duo waved to Sally. "Nice ta see ya too, Sally!"
"Duo," Sally said,"what are you doing out here?"

The smirk seemed to be glued to his face."Oh, nothin really. Just the normal, out cruisin, havin fun, avoiding assasins."
Wufei's eyebrows rose. "Assasin's? Who would want to take you down? And if they did, what's so bad about it?"
"Haha, very funny. Anyway, me and Heero are goin to the L6 colony. Come if ya want, but don't blame us if you miss the action." With that the screen darkened. Outside the ship, the stolen shuttle rocketed passed them.
Wufei growled. "Weaklings... running away from their enamies... "

Sally was thinking about it. "Wufei, have you ever thought that you might be targeted to? Maybe we should help them."
Wufei grunted."I'll take on my enemies myself. i don't need their help." With that he pulled a lever back and the shuttle rocketed after them.


The blond-headed arabian boy stared at what had been his hotel room. An explosion had rocked the building as he walked down the hall away from the room. If he had taken another minute to get ready, he would have been dead. But he had lived, despite his ripped clothes and soot-covered body.
He was rushed down to the main hall, where police rushed around, trying to get clues to what happened. The hotel manager ran up to them when he saw the boy.

"Mr. Winner! Mr. Winner sir, are you okay?"
Quatre Raberba Winner smiled weakly. "Yeah... i'm okay. A little shaken, that's all."
A police man rushed him out to a waiting ambulance. Quatre sat down in back when suddenly the car took off. The policeman fell out the open doors and Quatre had to hold on for dear life. He jumped to his feet and looked out into the cab of the ambulance. immediatly his worry faded to happiness.

A green-eyed boy in a medical uniform drove , a long bang of brown hair covering up one of his eyes. "Trowa!" shouted Quatre.
"Are you alright?" Trowa asked softly.
Quatre nodded."Yeah, I'm fine. what's happening?"
"Get ready to jump out" was all Trowa said in reply.
Immediatly Quatre saw why. The ambulance was on a collision course with an abandoned factory!
Trowa grabbed a brick from the passenger seat and placed on the pedal, at the same time opening his door. "Jump!"

Quatre didn't need to be told twice. He dashed to the back and leapt out of tha ambulance, at the same time as Trowa jumped out the side. they both hit the gorund and rolled as the ambulance barreled into thge factory. It exploded, and the factory shook, catching fire.
Quatre stood, shaking a bit. That was twice he was nearly killed today. Trowa also got up, dusted himself off, and walked over. Quatre hobbled over to him. "What's going on? what was all that for?"
Trowa gazed at him, showing no emotions."Someone's trying to kill us gundam pilots. Duo and Wufei are, to my knowledge, safe."
Quatre shook his head, amazed. "But I thought we defeated all of our enemies! There's no one left to fight!"
Trowa turned and started heading back into town. "That's what we all thought."