Disclaimer: I would like point out that I don't own Gundam Wings. But I do own the characters Kat, Sakura, and Max. Got it.
Can Life go on??
(Max's POV)
It's been five years since the war has ended. Every year there is this reunion for all the soldiers who fought. Well lucky me I was one of them. Not only that but my boyfriend, Trowa, was a Gundam pilot.
I've known Trowa for one year. Trowa has a bunch of friends who are Gundam pilots too. I'm surprised that with their new lives they have been able to keep in touch.
Anyway the celebration I was talking about is coming up soon. So not only will I be able to join my group of ground control officers, I will also be able to meet Trowa's friends.
Trowa has shown me pictures of the other Gundam pilots from five years ago. What surprised me there was how mush one looked like my brother who supposedly died in war. Let me explain. My brother went off to war two months before we were going to turn 15, (we're twins). After my brother left my mother died and then my father went off to war. He died.
After that I met a mobile suit pilot who called himself Zechs Markes. I took up training for ground petrol, (in other words I take down Mobile suits from the ground). I took up the role of his sister during my training. We never switched our real names.
Since then I have kept the name that was given to me by Zechs.
Max. That is, as of now my name. Max Markes.
The war has now long since ended and I have put my life back together. I've got a band, called "RDM", I have two best friends Sakura, and Kat, not to mention a boyfriend. Trowa.
But you know it always happens the same. Just when you think your life is perfect. Bang...Boom... You find out some guy is out to kill you just because you blew up the mobile suit that his brother was operating.
Now I'm not one to run from my problems... but when the guy has twenty-four guys, with guns might I add, watching you. It's just a little hard not to run.
You see one night my band was playing at the Gundaniam Bar, and after one set I went to get a drink. Well this guy approached me and said I looked familiar. He asked me if I had fought in the war. Thinking he was a soldier, I told him I work for ground petrol. Then he pulls these two guns on me and tells me I'm going to pay for killing his brother.
So I kick his guns got in a scrap with him but came out with my head attached. Luckily. He had called his twenty-four men into the brawl, after I snapped his wrist.
Trowa pulled me out of there and I ditched my band for the rest of the night.
Well now I sit here listening to Trowa, Ryan, Dan, Kat, and Sakura.
"You know you should lie low for a while. Max I know how it is. I've killed lots of people in the war. But none of them came back to haunt me. It's probably because you're a girl that makes the pain so much more to be beaten by you." Trowa is rambling on. I can't wait until his friends get here.
"Trowa's right." Kat lends her opinion. "If you plan to stay alive long enough to be part of the celebration you might want to lie low."
And so it goes everyone gives me a piece of their mind. But just when I was ready to give them a piece of my mind, the door bell rings.
Trowa goes to answer it and gives a whoop of surprise as he opened the door. "I didn't think you guys were coming till tomorrow."
"Ya. Well you know. We ran into an old friend on the way and figured since he was coming here we would to." A deep voice said.
"Come on guys. Come in and meet Max and her friends and the band." Trowa stated those facts as if they were nothing.
I was about to say something when I saw a bunch of blonde hair coming at me.
"Max!" It yelled.
"Markes!" I yelled back.
Zechs picked me up and spun me around. "Boy have you grown. Heavier too."
"Hey you just watch it or we might have to go into the ring." After a little more joking we noticed the on lookers. "Ummm...guys I like you to meet my 'brother' whom you already know the name of. I'm sure. Zechs Markes!"
"Your Brother!" All the Gundam Pilots shouted together.
Can Life go on??
(Max's POV)
It's been five years since the war has ended. Every year there is this reunion for all the soldiers who fought. Well lucky me I was one of them. Not only that but my boyfriend, Trowa, was a Gundam pilot.
I've known Trowa for one year. Trowa has a bunch of friends who are Gundam pilots too. I'm surprised that with their new lives they have been able to keep in touch.
Anyway the celebration I was talking about is coming up soon. So not only will I be able to join my group of ground control officers, I will also be able to meet Trowa's friends.
Trowa has shown me pictures of the other Gundam pilots from five years ago. What surprised me there was how mush one looked like my brother who supposedly died in war. Let me explain. My brother went off to war two months before we were going to turn 15, (we're twins). After my brother left my mother died and then my father went off to war. He died.
After that I met a mobile suit pilot who called himself Zechs Markes. I took up training for ground petrol, (in other words I take down Mobile suits from the ground). I took up the role of his sister during my training. We never switched our real names.
Since then I have kept the name that was given to me by Zechs.
Max. That is, as of now my name. Max Markes.
The war has now long since ended and I have put my life back together. I've got a band, called "RDM", I have two best friends Sakura, and Kat, not to mention a boyfriend. Trowa.
But you know it always happens the same. Just when you think your life is perfect. Bang...Boom... You find out some guy is out to kill you just because you blew up the mobile suit that his brother was operating.
Now I'm not one to run from my problems... but when the guy has twenty-four guys, with guns might I add, watching you. It's just a little hard not to run.
You see one night my band was playing at the Gundaniam Bar, and after one set I went to get a drink. Well this guy approached me and said I looked familiar. He asked me if I had fought in the war. Thinking he was a soldier, I told him I work for ground petrol. Then he pulls these two guns on me and tells me I'm going to pay for killing his brother.
So I kick his guns got in a scrap with him but came out with my head attached. Luckily. He had called his twenty-four men into the brawl, after I snapped his wrist.
Trowa pulled me out of there and I ditched my band for the rest of the night.
Well now I sit here listening to Trowa, Ryan, Dan, Kat, and Sakura.
"You know you should lie low for a while. Max I know how it is. I've killed lots of people in the war. But none of them came back to haunt me. It's probably because you're a girl that makes the pain so much more to be beaten by you." Trowa is rambling on. I can't wait until his friends get here.
"Trowa's right." Kat lends her opinion. "If you plan to stay alive long enough to be part of the celebration you might want to lie low."
And so it goes everyone gives me a piece of their mind. But just when I was ready to give them a piece of my mind, the door bell rings.
Trowa goes to answer it and gives a whoop of surprise as he opened the door. "I didn't think you guys were coming till tomorrow."
"Ya. Well you know. We ran into an old friend on the way and figured since he was coming here we would to." A deep voice said.
"Come on guys. Come in and meet Max and her friends and the band." Trowa stated those facts as if they were nothing.
I was about to say something when I saw a bunch of blonde hair coming at me.
"Max!" It yelled.
"Markes!" I yelled back.
Zechs picked me up and spun me around. "Boy have you grown. Heavier too."
"Hey you just watch it or we might have to go into the ring." After a little more joking we noticed the on lookers. "Ummm...guys I like you to meet my 'brother' whom you already know the name of. I'm sure. Zechs Markes!"
"Your Brother!" All the Gundam Pilots shouted together.