Hello, this is my self named ficcy so you better like it. Of course I kill myself off in the first paragraph.

As his nameless minions wheeled the cart off down the hall, Dr.Ubel smiled. On the cart, under the white sheet, was a young man by the name of Zxyu. He was the first human victim and thus he had the honor of having this virus named after him.
The virus, a new strain of Ebola, was discovered from this one test to be effective, though tests on a wide population were still on the drawing board. In the test with the lab mice, the virus killed about 89% of the rhesus monkeys who had contracted it. This virus, like all viruses, could never kill 100% of the victims. Viruses can thin out the population but make the remaining bunch disoriented at first but stronger in the end.
Zxyu, a faithful young OZ soldier of only 14 years of age, had agreed to the test out of his own free will. He was fresh out fo the academy and willing to do anything for OZ. Little did he know he'd be dead a week after joining, his insides now a liquidy mess and blood oozing from every pore of his body.
The year was AC 187 and OZ had just tested it's new virus on a human subject. This virus, now known as Zxyu, was the first part of Operation meteor. After much of the population is destroyed, the Gundams would come and wreak havoc, leading the way for the child of the Barton woman to rule. And thus, they would no longer have to deal with the oppressive Earth which loomed over all the colonies like a giant shadow.
Dr. Ubel himself was middle aged Russian man who was recorded to have been 43 years old at the time. He was the one who had rebuilt the Ebola virus. The virus itself was wiped out many years ago by society but now this Ebola, the Zxyu strain, would do what the other Ebolas could not do.
Colony VO8744 of the L2 cluster was a poor colony. Many of the poor, homeless families had moved here from outlying areas. The few decent people who lived here were plagues by thefts from war orphans and other common thiefs. The leader of the colony, President Russel Henderson, was fed up with the colony's poor people. They were deterring tourists and people looking for decent homes. He was pissed of but he knew there was nothing he could do about it.
Russel banged his fist on his desk and put his head down, tryign to figure out what to do. Without warning, a Russian man walked in followed by two uniformed members of some military organization he didn't recognize.
"I hear you have a little pest problem," said Dr.Ubel while placing a black leather briefcase on Mr. Henderson's desk.
"Why, yes I do," he replied without thinking," these damned poor people are ruining my colony."
"I have a little proposition," the Russian said while opening up the briefcase and displaying 6 canisters about the size of a soda can." These little cylinder's contain enough virus to destroy over 75% of your pests. My organization is willing to deal with your pests for nothing in return. This is nothing but a field test for us. We are willing to hand over enough vaccine for those of importance and those who are decent people."
The president leaned back in his chair and considered the proposal.
Somewhere on VO8744, a man fell over in pain and started screaming. Soon, blood starting oozing from every pore of his body. His body was being eaten from the inside. At other select points on the colony, the same thing was happening to many people.
Zxyu was a contagious airborne virus that could travel by one's breathing, kissing, touching, and intercourse. It could easily spread from person to person in a crowded area.
A young child by the name of Solo saw a dead body lying on the street. By the body was a paper bag with a botle of alcohol in it. Solo walked over and picked up the bag which had a bit of blood on it. He tried to wipe the blood off but it didn't help in any way so he just took the bottle out and ran off down the street to enjoy himself.
A young boy of about 7 with long, wild brown hair leaned over Solo. It was a week after Solo had gotten the alcohol from the dead man and now he lay on his back experiencing headaches and feelign weak.
"I've seen this happening to a lot fo people on the streets," observed an orphan who looked about 7 as well," I think he's gonna die."
"I heard the rich people have a vaccine but they're not sharing it," said a litle orphan girl.
That is all the nameless boy had to hear. He got up and walked over to the nearest hospital. He went into the front door and stood in front of the counter.
"Can I help you?" asked the woman behind the counter
"I want to see my grandpa," the boy said in his most innocent voice
"Go ahead," said the lady at the counter
The orphan then sauntered off down the hospital halls. Soon he came upon a room with an open door and a lot of bottles inside it. He walked in and saw that they were all the same. He assumed that because of the quantity, this was the vaccine so he stuck a few bottles into his pants and walked out the door and back to the main hospital door.
"Out so soon?" asked the woman
"My grandpa wasn't in his room," the child said," the doctor said he was in a better place so I'm going home to see if he's there."
The woman looked as if tears were going to form in here eyes as she watched the poor child walk out the door. She couldn't explain but she hoped he would take it well.
The child ran back to where Solo was and saw all his friends shaking their heads in sadness.
"No...." he muttered in disbelief as the semicircle around Solo was opened so he could see. His eyes saw a weak boy who looked ready to die. He went down to his knees and held Solo's head up. Solo opened his eyes for a moment to see who was and then closed them for keeping them open usd up much of his energy.
"Solo!" cried the child," don't die on me, you're my friend. I.."
Solo's lips parted for a moment and he said very slowly," I wish we could have spent more time together." With those last few words, Solo's body fell limp and Duo laid him down to rest.
He looked over the limp body and whispered to himself," We'll be together, always."
The vaccine was distributed to the other orphan children but Duo refused it, he had decided to die with Solo.
Time passed and the child did not come down with the disease. He felt that he was not harmed because Solo's spirit watched over him and decided that they'd always be together, a duo. Duo, as he was now called, started keeping a little vile with him forever after that. He felt that even if that little bit could not save Solo, it could save another.
"The results have been successful," smiled Dr. Ubel while looking up at Dekim Barton," about 85 percent of the victims have died."
Dekim Barton smiled, his plans were working. Soon the Earth would fall victim to Operation Meteor.