Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing. This fanfic is purely for entertainment purposes only, both for me and the readers. Please don't sue me.
Author's Note: I wrote this ditty a long time ago, somewhere around December of 2000. The story basically takes place during the short time between Mr. Winner's death and Quatre's (temporary) loss of sanity… oops ^_^;; I never finished it, although I think I can if something motivates me to. E-mail me: kibonoko@yahoo.com. Thanks.
Fall From Grace By: Ki-chan( I )
Mysterious Star
"We have incoming."
Brad Karian, the young OZ lieutenant, muttered under his breath, staring closely at the monitor in front of him.
"What? Who is it?" Mea Somers came running, clipboard in hand, her eyes puzzled and suspicious. She stared at the dot in the radar that was moving quickly toward them. "What is it?"
Brad typed a few commands on the keyboard in front of him, then shook his head. "I don't know…It refuses to identify itself."
Mea looked again at the monitor, then started for the exit.
"Hey!" Brad turned from his seat. "Dr. Somers! Where are you going?"
"I'm just going to check out what that thing is," she called out, not bothering to turn around. This alarmed Brad.
"What?!" He jumped to his feet. "Mea! Mea, come back!" But she had already disappeared into the hall.
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"Unidentified object heading toward colonial base 96-3, sector H at approximately 116.3 miles per hour," an OZ officer dictated to Lady Une. She furrowed her eyebrows, eyes narrowing into a thoughtful scowl.
"Has it identified itself?" she asked.
"No, colonel. It's refusing to answer and has seemed to block all our communication."
Lady Une frowned. "Send in a squadron unit," she ordered. "I want that thing identified!"
"I'll go." A quiet voice suddenly cut through the air. Lady Une turned around sharply to see no other than Trowa Barton, dressed in full OZ uniform, hands crossed across his chest and leaning against the wall. "That is…" He turned to look at her straight in the eye. "…if you want me to."
Lady Une frowned again, then narrowed her eyes at him. After thinking to herself for a few seconds, she gave a curt nod toward him.
"You may. Will you be planning to bring the Vayeate with you?"
Trowa nodded, his face expressionless. "Yes, as well as the Mercurious. I'm sure that Heero Yuy would be obliged to pilot it."
"Not the Gundam pilot!" objected the same OZ officer, standing up, fists clenched. "How can you trust him with the Vayeate? What if he—,"
"Captain." Lady Une's voice was icy as she turned to him with a scowl. "Do not question my orders." This quieted the captain, but he couldn't help but glare at Trowa, who hadn't moved a single muscle throughout the whole conversation. Lady Une turned back to him and nodded again.
"All right, Mr. Barton. You mission will be, then, to identify the object heading toward that colony. If it threatens to harm the colony in any way, shoot it down. Otherwise, I want it brought here to me safe and intact, and all any people in it, alive and unharmed." She looked up sharply at Trowa. "Do you understand me, Mr. Barton?"
Trowa nodded, then saluted. She nodded at him. "Come back with a report as soon as you can."
"I will." Trowa gave one more glance at the monitor, then did an about-face and disappeared into the elevator.
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FAQ
Who the hell is Mea? --- Oops. I guess I forgot to explain. When two officers find an unconscious Quatre inside the floating ship, they take him immediately to the nearest hospital ship. Dr. Mea Somers was at duty at this time, and she took the pilot under her care. Before Quatre awoke, Dr. Winner (Quatre's older sister) relieved Mea and took it from there. More happens, but that's another fanfic for you to read ( one that I haven't written yet -_-;; )
