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"The prosecution calls to the stand Mr. Heero Yuy."
Heero stood and went to the side of the judge's bench. Still cuffed, he raised his left hand and put his right hand on the bible, and was sworn in.
"Please state your full name." The prosecutor finally said after three steady paces.
Damn. Here we go, Heero thought. "My name is Heero Yuy. Heero Yuy is not my real name. It is my code name. I have military background. I'm sworn not to reveal my real name until I turn 21 and am married, 50 and not married, or my—" Heero paused, feeling that admitting to being a gundam pilot wouldn't work in his favor, "most prized possession is destroyed."
"Why, jury, doesn't he want his name revealed? Some deep, dark, secret crime? A stain on his past?" The prosecutor woman gave Heero a look and a raised an eyebrow. He realized the prosecutor was flirting with him. He looked away at Relena. Relena was disheveled and pale. The prosecutor was voluptuous and well tanned. Yet Relena was twice a beautiful as her, because he loved her. Heero smiled inside. He let himself go.
"I have committed no crime in the past. I am a soldier. It's somewhat my job to kill."
"A-ha! A self proclaimed killer! Jury, this man could only be guilty."
Heero, angry that the woman had just manipulated him into confessing something by flirting with him, looked to the judge, the last justice in these crazy colonies. "Your honor, I ask permission to speak."
"Permission granted." The judge replied. The entire court turned to their attention to the tattered, mangled, dry-bloody young man, who stood so regal and defensive that you had to look at him.
"Can anyone look me in the eye and honestly tell me that you do not think that every honorable soldier's destiny is to destroy his enemies? Is it not every warrior's mission to kill? Don't any of you understand? As a soldier, I have to kill. It's my duty, it's my job. Who defended you against OZ? Now they were crazy. But I defeated them, because you were all too busy being brainwashed into thinking that they were the way to go, so convinced by their façade that you sacrificed your fathers, sons, husbands, and brothers to bring them down, and helped to bowl over anyone who stood in OZ's way. Now who's guilty and whose so innocent?" Heero abruptly stopped and sat down. Relena held Dorothy's hand, smiling and praying,
"You are, Heero, You're innocent. You're innocent. You're innocent. You're innocent………………."