"Miss Relena, I am glad to see that you have interest in the problems
of the colonies," replied a large man who stood around the table. He
seemed to be the leader, the one who organized this conference. "There is
a large population problem here, which needs to be addressed."
Relena gave her elegant smile, "And what seems to be the problems,
Monsieur Paeler?"
"Too many Earthlings are moving to the colonies. Either we need more
money to build more colonies and resource satellites, or the immigration
needs to stop." A younger man stood from his seat in a fuss, and then was
motioned to sit back down.
"Have you discussed this with the President?" Relena asked still
calm and collective. "He is the one that you really need to talk to about
these problems."
"Ma'am, we have tried time and time again, but he refuses. He
believes that the colonies belong to him and he can run us like he runs
Earth. He doesn't understand that we are working together, trying to come
up with ideal solutions for both the Earth and the Colonies."
"I understand your complaint Monsieur Paeler, but there is really
nothing I can do except try to get the president to see what he is doing
and help him change. Other then that, there is nothing that I can really
do."
The leader walked around the table stopping a few paces away from
Relena, with a smile on his face. "Actually Miss Relena, there is something
you could do to help us."
Relena rose from her seat holding her hands close to her body in
fear, as four men surrounded her. Two of the men grabbed her arms, as she
began to flail about forcing them to work harder for her capture.
"And now that you don't have that Guard to watch your back, we can
use you as we please." The Man saw the shock on her eyes. "You see Miss
Relena, the 'traveler' that you heard talking about your brother, he was my
body guard. I notice how much time you have been looking for Milardo and I
knew that you would send that wretch of a girl looking for him."
"She will see that this was a trap and she will come, don't count her
out of the battle yet."
"I wouldn't dream about it. I am hoping she shows up in fact. She
is a gundam pilot, and their mission is to protect the colonies, protect
them from Earth." He began to laugh at his accomplishment, but it was cut
short by a sudden pain that ran through his body.
Every one looked towards the door. And there he stood, one of the
best gundam pilots any had ever seen. He held a gun in his hand with smoke
rising from the barrel head. "We protect that which we see fit to lay our
lives on the line for."
Monsieur Paeler looked at his chest; blood began to soak through his
shirt. Suddenly he lost consciences and fell to the floor. All the men
around the table pulled out their weapons and began to open fire. Heero
Yuy however, had already grabbed Relena and was pulling her down the
corridor. "You shouldn't have come here Relena!"
"It is my job, no matter what the danger."
"Relena you could have gotten yourself killed. Right now you are
needed alive rather then dead." Heero peered around the wall, no one had
started to follow them.yet. "Why did you let Harley look for Zechs?"
"I did not let her, I told her to. I thought I would be safe."
Heero glanced at her then began to shoot a stampede of people racing
down the halls. "We need to get out of here."
"Trowa, are you sure they are in trouble?" Harley asked sitting down in the cockpit of one of the two gundams that lay before her. She has picked the one that is more suited towards short range battling. She was not as much of an artillery person as Trowa was, and she liked hand to hand combat more then anything. She felt that when she was in close range battle it meant more, because she was closer to danger, however she still wanted her gundam to be equipped with a particle beam cannon. "If I know Paeler, Relena is already in trouble." "But what about Heero?" "What do you mean Harley?" Harley sighed, "Heero is there. He and I kept in contact. I told him about the conference. He said he already knew, but he didn't see any reason to.listen in until I mention Relena. Before I had a chance to finish talking about Noin and Zechs he had already severed the ties." "They probably where listening in." Trowa stated, as he too sat down in the gundam. Both of them flicked a couple of switches, which turned on the gundam's thrusters. Harley strapped herself down, before she set her fingers into the controls. Trowa had already establish the system's link before tying himself down as well. "Harley, go find Quatra and Wufie, they need to know." "Heero mention Duo already knew, he went to find them." Trowa nodded and lifted off, Harley took a deep breath. She thought about all the times that she had sat in a gundam's cockpit, fighting, and yet however, she still feared for the world around her. She still feared the death of people other then herself. She hated to kill and didn't when it was not needed, nonetheless, most of the time it was needed. "Trowa.I umm." Quickly she cut off. Why would she say something about it know, when it was not called for. Both of them would make it out alive. Why wouldn't they. They both made it out of the war of After Colony 195, which was far more serious. "Harley?" "Nothing, just a thought, however. Trowa, this war against the colonies and earth, it has been going on ever since the colonies where first created. It still has not stopped; we know it never will, so why do we continue to fight?" "Because, if we don't who will. The colonies and earth don't know what it is like for people such as us. We are nothing but mere soldiers and no matter what we know to be true we fight, because that all that we can do. That's all we were meant to do." "We are not meant to know anything be death. It's quite hard to go through life knowing nothing but death. However, we know life as well, that is the only reason why we are fighting. And yet, we know nothing about love, or fear." Trowa glanced at Harley before turning back the space ahead. He knew she was right. He knew what she spoke was the truth, and yet there was nothing that he could do about it. There was nothing that would change, not even his feelings for her. He shut off the communication link between them. He did not want her to see his face. Ever since he could remember he was a lost boy with out a name. But now he was that same boy, just no longer lost, or nameless. His name was Trowa Barton, and he was a gundam pilot fighting for the peace that he would die for, and he was in love with Harley, Heero's sister. Harley took a deep breath as she and Trowa set off.
Heero and Relena glanced down the hall. Heero opened the chamber, he only had two bullets and nothing left to spare. There where still almost another 6 men to go through. Heero glimpse at Relena. She still didn't know how to fight, even though Harley had been there. Maybe that was the reason that she didn't know how to fight. She was always being protected.
"Heero, what is wrong?" Heero didn't reply. He looked around them and saw a room that had a window. He grabbed Relena's arm and rammed into the door breaking it down. Quickly he raced towards the opening. It had been wired closed. Suddenly the door way was covered in military, and there was no way out. Heero stepped in front of Relena, ready to fight if need be. However that was not going to happen. The room began to shake as though an earth quack was hitting. The pictures and mirrors on the wall feel the ground with a crash. Relena ducked her head screaming. The troops tried to get a good stance as they feel onto one another. Heero, however, smiled thanking whatever was out there. He had been around gundams long enough to know that what they where feeling was nothing more then a gundam landing. But who was it? Suddenly the window crashed through, by a large robotic hand. "Hey I thought you could use a lift!" "Duo!" Heero lifted Relena onto the out stretched hand and then jumped on it himself. Even though he hated to be saved most of the time, this was an exception. "Thanks Duo." "No problem. However I would have liked it if you let me in on this little stunt you had planned. Two fighters are always better then one." Heero shook his head and held on to Relena, who held on to the thumb of the gundam hand. "Heero, what is going on? Why is this happening all over again?" Relena turned towards Heero; her eyes were filled with tears. "I don't want to see any more death Heero." She closed her eyes and wrapped her arms around him. Heero didn't do anything. He didn't even put a hand around her. 'This is how life is always going to be. If you are you going to represent Earth then you are going to have to realize that,' he thought to himself as he glanced towards the sky. Something caught his eye. It was two small objects, kind of like shooting stars, entering the colony.
"Trowa, are you sure they are in trouble?" Harley asked sitting down in the cockpit of one of the two gundams that lay before her. She has picked the one that is more suited towards short range battling. She was not as much of an artillery person as Trowa was, and she liked hand to hand combat more then anything. She felt that when she was in close range battle it meant more, because she was closer to danger, however she still wanted her gundam to be equipped with a particle beam cannon. "If I know Paeler, Relena is already in trouble." "But what about Heero?" "What do you mean Harley?" Harley sighed, "Heero is there. He and I kept in contact. I told him about the conference. He said he already knew, but he didn't see any reason to.listen in until I mention Relena. Before I had a chance to finish talking about Noin and Zechs he had already severed the ties." "They probably where listening in." Trowa stated, as he too sat down in the gundam. Both of them flicked a couple of switches, which turned on the gundam's thrusters. Harley strapped herself down, before she set her fingers into the controls. Trowa had already establish the system's link before tying himself down as well. "Harley, go find Quatra and Wufie, they need to know." "Heero mention Duo already knew, he went to find them." Trowa nodded and lifted off, Harley took a deep breath. She thought about all the times that she had sat in a gundam's cockpit, fighting, and yet however, she still feared for the world around her. She still feared the death of people other then herself. She hated to kill and didn't when it was not needed, nonetheless, most of the time it was needed. "Trowa.I umm." Quickly she cut off. Why would she say something about it know, when it was not called for. Both of them would make it out alive. Why wouldn't they. They both made it out of the war of After Colony 195, which was far more serious. "Harley?" "Nothing, just a thought, however. Trowa, this war against the colonies and earth, it has been going on ever since the colonies where first created. It still has not stopped; we know it never will, so why do we continue to fight?" "Because, if we don't who will. The colonies and earth don't know what it is like for people such as us. We are nothing but mere soldiers and no matter what we know to be true we fight, because that all that we can do. That's all we were meant to do." "We are not meant to know anything be death. It's quite hard to go through life knowing nothing but death. However, we know life as well, that is the only reason why we are fighting. And yet, we know nothing about love, or fear." Trowa glanced at Harley before turning back the space ahead. He knew she was right. He knew what she spoke was the truth, and yet there was nothing that he could do about it. There was nothing that would change, not even his feelings for her. He shut off the communication link between them. He did not want her to see his face. Ever since he could remember he was a lost boy with out a name. But now he was that same boy, just no longer lost, or nameless. His name was Trowa Barton, and he was a gundam pilot fighting for the peace that he would die for, and he was in love with Harley, Heero's sister. Harley took a deep breath as she and Trowa set off.
Heero and Relena glanced down the hall. Heero opened the chamber, he only had two bullets and nothing left to spare. There where still almost another 6 men to go through. Heero glimpse at Relena. She still didn't know how to fight, even though Harley had been there. Maybe that was the reason that she didn't know how to fight. She was always being protected.
"Heero, what is wrong?" Heero didn't reply. He looked around them and saw a room that had a window. He grabbed Relena's arm and rammed into the door breaking it down. Quickly he raced towards the opening. It had been wired closed. Suddenly the door way was covered in military, and there was no way out. Heero stepped in front of Relena, ready to fight if need be. However that was not going to happen. The room began to shake as though an earth quack was hitting. The pictures and mirrors on the wall feel the ground with a crash. Relena ducked her head screaming. The troops tried to get a good stance as they feel onto one another. Heero, however, smiled thanking whatever was out there. He had been around gundams long enough to know that what they where feeling was nothing more then a gundam landing. But who was it? Suddenly the window crashed through, by a large robotic hand. "Hey I thought you could use a lift!" "Duo!" Heero lifted Relena onto the out stretched hand and then jumped on it himself. Even though he hated to be saved most of the time, this was an exception. "Thanks Duo." "No problem. However I would have liked it if you let me in on this little stunt you had planned. Two fighters are always better then one." Heero shook his head and held on to Relena, who held on to the thumb of the gundam hand. "Heero, what is going on? Why is this happening all over again?" Relena turned towards Heero; her eyes were filled with tears. "I don't want to see any more death Heero." She closed her eyes and wrapped her arms around him. Heero didn't do anything. He didn't even put a hand around her. 'This is how life is always going to be. If you are you going to represent Earth then you are going to have to realize that,' he thought to himself as he glanced towards the sky. Something caught his eye. It was two small objects, kind of like shooting stars, entering the colony.
