Gundam Wing: Desecration
By Mystical Star
A Kitty-Chan Production
Disclaimer: I don't own GW or any associated characters/mecha. However, I do own Anya Katsumi, Thomas Parks, and Severina Yamato.
Warning: Slight Dorothy bashing--it's so slight it's hardly worth mentioning.
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Part II~Fight For Peace
Preventer Housing Facility-12:07 AM
Quatre Rabarba Winner found himself wandering around the housing facility late that night, or early that morning, whichever you prefer. He had many thoughts running through his head about Relena, Hilde, Duo, the new pilots, Zechs, and the war in general. The platinum blonde young man walked down the main hall, which attached to the entrance, cafeteria, and other entertainment rooms. Usually, no one was up this late because hardly anyone lived in the housing facility, with the exception of those who were staying temporarily until they found a home in the colony. Quatre was there because he didn't want to have to travel back and forth if he stayed late.
Much to the young Winner's surprise, he saw a light on down the hallway. He walked down to see who it was. There he found Anya Katsumi sitting cross-legged in a chair, watching the news. Her rusty hair was wet, as if she'd just taken a shower and she was wearing gray pajama-looking pants and a blue sweatshirt. She looked somewhat sad. Quatre cleared his throat to announce himself. Kat looked up.
"Oh, I'm sorry, did I wake you?" She asked, looking up from the television.
"No, I couldn't sleep. I thought you were leaving," Quatre said, wondering what the new pilot was doing here.
"In the morning. I've already got a place to stay and to stow my suit. It's far away and I didn't want to go tonight. I'm waiting to see if Zechs to make up his mind." The young woman informed. Winner nodded.
"Is Katsumi your real name?" Quatre wondered aloud. Kat looked at him with a ponderous look on her face. "Is Quatre yours?"
"Well, I mean, your instructor was Professor J, right? He gave Heero a code name,"
"I fight with my own identity, I'm not afraid."
"Not even for your family?"
"What family?"
Quatre felt his conscience smack him upside the head. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to--" Kat interrupted him. "It's okay. The past is the past, can't change it, can't look back to it," Quatre smiled weakly. Suddenly, a beeping noise interrupted the conversation. Katsumi took something out of her pocket. It looked like a large stopwatch with a miniature keyboard on it. The young woman pushed a button, the beeping stopped as she watched something register on the screen of the object. She sighed.
"Well, looks like I am leaving whether Zechs makes up his mind or not," She said.
"What was that?" Quatre asked.
"Orders," Kat said as she stood up.
"Orders for what?"
"I'm to destroy a mobile suit manufacturing base on the moon. White Fang's making copies of the Mercurius and Vayeate that OZ had the Gundam engineers create, as well as space Taurus mobile dolls."
"Let me come with you," Quatre suggested. Katsumi looked at him and shrugged. "If you insist,"
"I'll go too," Came a voice from behind the door. Severina walked out of the shadows.
"Severina?" Winner asked.
"Can't a girl log on to a computer without being court-martialed?" The brown-haired girl asked, pushing the hair from her eyes.
"I'm leaving at seven a.m., so I'll see you guys then?" Kat asked. Quatre and Severina nodded.
"Well, good-night then," Kat did a sloppy salute as she walked off to go to her room-the other two pilots following.
Marquis Residence-Same Time
Zechs and Noin lay in their bed, sleeping. Zechs tossed and turned in his dreams, seeing images that disturbed his slumber...
Dream~
"Brother," a voice called through the darkness. Zechs shook his head violently trying to understand what he'd just heard. Suddenly, he found himself in the back of his sister's car behind the driver's seat. Relena was next to him.
"Relena!" Milliardo cried out of surprise. Relena smiled warmly. "Hello, Brother, how is the terra-forming project going?" She asked.
"Relena, you're supposed to be--" Before he could finish his sentence, he felt something touch his temple and heard his sister gasp.
"You're not going anywhere, Princess, not if you want your Bro' to get it," A voice cackled.
"Don't hurt him!" Relena cried, reaching for the gun.
"Don't move!" The voice commanded. Relena stopped.
"Relena..." Zechs whispered, not knowing what to do. Suddenly he got an idea. "Kill me and let her leave," He said, for the first time turning to stare into the barrel of a gun. Looking over the black shaft, he saw a dark figure with no features other than the figure of a man. The figure laughed.
"Okay, fine, get out of the car, your majesty," He motioned to Relena. She shook her head.
"GO!" Zechs yelled. His sister hesitantly obeyed, saying as she left, "Milliardo, my brother, I love you," She whispered as she stepped out.
The figure laughed and took the gun from Zech's head and shot Relena. "NO!" Zechs cried. Before he could react, the gun shot again, this time striking him.
~End dream
Zechs sat up, his face drenched in a cold sweat. Shudders ran up and down his bare chest and back. The white haired man crossed his legs and rested his elbow on his knee as he leaned over and ran his hand through his hair and over his forehead. He gasped for air as if he'd been running a marathon. Emotional pain racked his body and a lump rose in his throat. Noin stirred.
"Zechs?" She muttered softly as she sat up and rubbed her eyes.
"I could have saved her..." He gasped gruffly. His wife scooted closer to him and put her arm over his shoulder to comfort him. "There was nothing you could do, you weren't there," She said softly.
"I should have gone..." He swallowed hard, trying to break up the lump that was rising in his neck. Zechs covered his eyes in shame; afraid he'd show himself weak.
"Sssh, just lie down," Lucrezia gently nudged him down back onto the pillow and he complied, not wanting to have to argue. His wife kissed him on the cheek and cuddled next to him to comfort him. That did it, Zechs began to cry silently as he and his wife held each other.
Noin didn't say anything; she knew how he hated to look weak in front of her.
Preventer Housing Facility-6:03 AM
Duo woke to the sounds of feet going down he stairs next to his room. Who'd be up this early around here? We don't have anything to do, he thought.
Shinigami got up and dressed to investigate. About ten minutes later he made his way down to the cafeteria to find Kat, Severina, and Quatre sitting at a table, eating. They were dressed in space suits-designed like the ones the original five pilots wore the last few days of the one-year war.
"Hey guys, what's up?" He asked. The three pilots looked up. Quatre smiled.
"Off to kick some White Fang ass," Severina said, taking a bite of her food.
"Pardon?" Duo raised his eyebrow.
"I got an order last night from the data base. White Fang is rebuilding the Vayeate and Mercurius mobile dolls as well as some Taurus suits." Kat said.
"Heh, can't they just get it though their heads? Anything the Great Shinigami destroys is meant to be dead, the judgment's been passed," Duo chuckled.
"You're coming then?" Quatre asked. The braided American crossed his arms and looked at his fingernails as if they were of more importance than anything.
"Well, I suppose I could fit time into my busy schedule to whip out a can of whoopass," He gloated. Severina chuckled to herself and shook her head as she got up from the table and dumped her leftover trash into the garbage.
"We're leaving at seven. See you in the hangar," Quatre said. Duo nodded. The three who had just eaten left to prepare for departure. As he went to grab himself some food, the braided young man cracked his knuckles and made himself a promise.
"I won't let you're dream die, Hilde,"
Hangar- 6:20
Quatre clutched his helmet as he stared up at his newly built Sandrock. "Hello, old friend," He said.
"So, the pacifist Quatre Rabarba Winner is off to fight-how ironic," Came a sing-songy voice from behind him. The platinum blonde turned to see Dorothy Catalonia standing there, long hair flowing behind her, eyes narrowed at him.
"Who ever said I was a pacifist?" Quatre countered as he began to do a matinence check on Sandrock.
"Tell me, Quatre, what are you fighting for?" Dorothy asked as she rocked from her heels to her toes with the anticipation of a fight.
"For those who can't fight for themselves-and for those who fought for the same reason and died,"
"In short-Miss Relena?" Dorothy presumed.
"She's one of them, yes," Quatre responded, not looking back.
"You'd be willing to die for the cause?"
"Yes,"
"Because I could shoot you right here,"
Quatre whirled around only to stare down the barrel of a gun. "Dorothy, what in the name of heaven--"
"I could severely wound you, and you'd have to stay here and recover while the others fought in your place-I wouldn't have to lose anymore--" Quatre looked over the barrel of the handgun and saw tears glistening in Dorothy Catalonia's blue eyes.
"Dorothy..."
"I've already lost my Grandfather, Miss Relena, and Hilde to war...I couldn't stand to lose anyone else..." The young woman began to blush, embarrassed with the emotions she let show on her sleeve. She shook her head of the cobwebs.
"But if you're injured you can't go anywhere!" She declared. The gun in her hands began to shake. Quatre chuckled a little.
"Dorothy, you couldn't do it even if you tried," He noted, turning around to prepare to board his Sandrock. The young woman held the gun unsteadily in her hands as she tried to rise to Quatre's challenge. Winner pushed off the surface of the catwalk and into his Gundam's cockpit before she could take the safety off.
"Quatre! If you don't come back alive, I'll kill you!" Dorothy shouted up to the closing cockpit hatch, seeing no other alternative.
White Fang's Mobile Suit Manufacturing Lunar Base-8:02
"I don't care how many more you have left to make! Send the finished ones to me!" the image of Trente Kumoshiro yelled through the vid-fone. Colonel Boem sighed heavily as he continued to argue his case.
"Sir, what about matainence checks? We haven't finished,"
"We'll perform the maintenance checks, just send the Taurus Mobile Dolls to L3 NOW!"
"What if you find a problem, you'd have to send them back."
Trente's shoulders slumped as he growled in defeat. "Fine, fine, but I won't allow you to dawdle, that Lunar Base is a sitting duck!" Boem could have argued that, but he didn't quite feel like it. He saluted as Trente's image flickered and then disappeared off of the vid-fone.
"Colonel Boem, is there a problem?" Came a voice from behind him. Boem turned to see his lieutenant, Hiyami, standing there.
"No, Trente's just tightening our deadline. I don't think he realizes all of the work that goes into making a mobile doll." Boem sighed. "Give me the progress report please," he added as he plopped down into a chair next to the control panel.
"The copies of the Vayeate and Mercurius are being run through maintenance checks, as well as 150 Taurus Dolls. Five-hundred of the Taurus Dolls are ready for---"
KABOOM
A large explosion sent shockwaves through the control room, sending Lieutenant Hiyami sprawling on the floor and nearly knocking Boem off his chair.
"Lieutenant! What the hell was that?!" Colonel Boem cried as he looked out the window.
"How am I supposed to know?" Hiyami defended as he rose to his feet. Boem didn't respond. "Colonel, are you all--" Hiyami stopped mid-sentence when he looked out the window onto the Lunar landscape.
"It can't be...." the lieutenant gasped.
"Gundams?!"
Outside
"Wow, this is relatively unprotected for a manufacturing base," Tom noticed as his Gundam shot an energy beam off of it's beam cross-bow.
"Heh, you wish," Kat's voice said through the communications. No sooner than she'd said it, Taurus mobile dolls popped up through the ground off the moon from secret exit and entrances to the base.
"Oh hoorah," Duo noted sarcastically.
"How long do you suppose they've been manufacturing these?" Quatre asked as he sliced a doll in half. A staticy noise of an explosion came over the communications and then Severina answered, "Probably a year or so,"
"A year?! Yeah right, like this could have been going on for a year on the Moon and nobody noticed anything," Duo laughed.
"Have you noticed that it's been strategically built far enough away from the Tourist Center that nobody on a shuttle or in the tourist attractions would see it? It's on the darker side of the moon," Kat noted as she cut through a Taurus with her beam saber. Duo nodded his head. Suddenly, more underground escape routes opened a hundreds more mobile dolls poured out.
"Great," Severina muttered. As if to answer her frustration, another voice came over the communication channel.
"Out of the way, weaklings!"
"Awe, man, you mean they have manned suits out here?" Duo whined. A line of mobile dolls exploded in front of him.
"What?" Quatre gasped.
When the dust cleared, there was a mobile suit standing there that looked very much like Wufie's Gundam, Nataku, with a few differences. "Who--" Duo was cut off.
"I fight in the name of my clan, the White Lion," Said a voice.
"You mean there's another Wu-man out there?" Duo asked as he fought off an onslaught of dolls.
"Call me Li," The voice responded as the Gundam went to destroying more machinery. "Ah, the strong, silent type," Severina noted as she joined Li.
"If we destroy the command tower, the dolls will be disabled, that'll make it easier to finish off the rest of the base," Quatre observed as he fought off incoming mobile dolls.
"Probably a good idea," Katsumi thought out loud as she searched through her manual scopes for something that looked like a control center. She found something that looked like it could be a command tower and she headed for it.
Command Tower-Same time
Boem stared out of the window. "Hi-Hiyami, that Gundam isn't headed our way, is it?" He asked, even though he knew the answer. Hiyami didn't respond.
The Colonel sent orders to the Taurus dolls to protect the command tower. Just as quickly as they jumped to defend, the Gundam destroyed them with what seemed little effort.
"Never rely on machinery," Hiyami regretted to himself as he watched the Gundam raise its beam saber.
In the battle
Katsumi raised her beam saber, ready to strike. On her optical sensors, she picked up two men in the command tower. Something about the look on their faces made her stop. She'd seen that expression before in her life. Her memory flashed images in her brain that were all really blurry to her and didn't make sense.
"Kat?" Severina's voice called over the communication lines.
That expression.... I've seen it before...an explosion.... Mama...Papa?
"HELLO? Are you awake?" Severina asked again. Kat didn't respond, she didn't know what to do. "Geeze," Yamato's voice muttered as her Gundam pushed Katsumi's out of the way. Severina destroyed the command tower with one swipe of her double-sided beam saber. The explosion brought Kat back to reality.
"What was that all about?" Duo questioned.
"N--nothing, it was nothing," Anya Katsumi insisted.
"Okay," Shinigami sighed.
"Let's destroy the rest of the base before they can get any of the dolls off the Moon," Quatre said.
"Yeah," Kat said weakly, still trying to make sense of the things she had seen.
"Hey, Li! Are ya goin' to help us out?" Duo asked the newcomer.
"That's what I'm here for, right?" The boy answered back.
"Yeeehaw!" Duo whooped as he began to slice through the now stationary dolls while the rest of the group went to destroy the rest of the base.
Preventer's HQ- 9:47 AM
The Gundam pilots descended their crafts after a morning of death and destruction to greet the newcomer who announced himself as Li. The young man had come in a mobile suit carrier, just like the others had, bearing his own Gundam and Wufie's new Nataku.
They all met in the airlock chamber. The hiss of oxygen pouring into the small room penetrated their helmets as the door to the rest of the Preventer base. The five pilots removed their helmets to reveal their faces.
Li was an Asian young man who looked to be about nineteen or so. His ebon hair was spiked and he wore a navy blue headband with a small white lion in the middle of it. He stuck out his hand to Quatre.
"Pleased to meet you, I'm Chun Li, pilot of the Raion Gundam." The black haired young man said. Winner shook his hand.
"I'm Quatre Rabarba Winner," He stated. "This is Duo, Severina, and Kat," Quatre pointed to each compatriot as he said their name. Duo saluted sloppily, Severina held up a hand to say hello, but Kat did nothing, she was standing there holding her helmet as she looked at her shoes.
"Kat?"
The young pilot looked up in surprise. "Huh? Oh, hello!" She smiled. Li chuckled a little. "Nice to meet you all," he said, bowing.
"Where is Chang Wufie? As I said, I have his Nataku," Chun Li asked.
"Right this way, buddy," Duo said as he pointed down the hall. Li nodded and followed the pilots. Duo and Quatre ahead, Li in the middle, Severina and Kat tagging along behind.
"Kat, are you sure you're alright?" Severina asked softly. The rusty haired girl, still looking at the ground nodded.
"I'm fine,"
But what did I see? I've had that dream before...no, it's not a dream, more like a memory.... but from where?
White Fang HQ-Colony L3A-49889
"WHAT?!" Trente Kumoshiro screamed into the vid-phone at his subordinate officer.
"Y-yes, sir, the entire Lunar Base was destroyed by five Gundams--"
"Gundams?! What the hell are you talking about? Those mobile suits were destroyed years ago!" The White Fang leader shouted.
"Well, they were, these suits are newer Gundams, three of which we didn't even recognize," the officer reported.
"Send me the visuals," Trente sighed.
"Sir," the officer saluted and pushed a button. A slide show of pictures from the Lunar Base attack popped up on the screen. The first was of a newly rebuilt Sandrock Gundam.
"Zero-Four?"
The next was of the Gundam Deathscythe Hell, rebuilt in all of its glory. "Zero-Two?! What in heaven's name--"
The following images were of new Gundams, with no number, yet, and no other identification. One bore a striking resemblance to Zero-One, except instead of blue, it was purple and silver. The next was black and royal blue with a double-sided beam saber for a weapon. The third was white and yellow with flame-throwers on each arm and wing vulcans on either side of the head.
"DAMMIT!" Trente screamed as he pounded the wooden table in front of him.
"Sir, would you like me to send you the damage report?" The officer broke in. Kumoshiro ruffled his brown hair and ground his teeth.
"Yes, yes, fine," He said, waving his hand.
"Sir," The young man on the other line nodded his head, pushed another button, and then signed off.
"I just don't get it, the engineers were supposed to have died in the explosion on Peace Million with Quinze during the One-Year-War, how could they build a new set of Gundams, as well as replacements for the old ones if they're DEAD?! Dammit! It just doesn't make sense!" He seethed. After a second of loathing, he came to one conclusion.
"Heh, well, no matter, even without the Lunar Base's suits, we still have a considerable amount of dolls around L3, plus manufacturing bases on Earth. I will find the Gundams and extinguish their fires when they least expect it, I will find you.... Gundam pilots," He laughed maniacally to himself as he turned off his vid-fone.
To Be Continued
Next Time: Some interesting secrets concerning Wufie and Li's past are uncovered when they meet, what are they and why does Wufie hold a grudge on Li? Will Zechs make a decision and allow the Gundams to stay with the Preventers and fight, or will he revert to pacifism? All this and more in Chapter Three: Intertwining Pasts