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NOTICE
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Hey everyone! If you read this first chapter, it was probably a year ago. I've finally started to pick things up and try to at least get half way done with it! I'm halfway through the second chapter and I decided to revise this chapter... expect updates soon! But let me know what you think just so I feel like writing for this is something you wanna see! Thanks!

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Disclaimer: All right, this is my friggen disclaimer for the entire story! I do not, nor will I ever will, own Gundam Wing or Sailor Moon. I wouldn't be writing this if I did, would I? Nooooooooo I'd be at the beach with one of my many laptops laughing at people who DID have to put a disclaimer on everything. So please refrain from suing me.

Notes: This doesn't start in a certain place of the regular SM or GW series. In fact, I don't think I'm going to keep anything the same. Sooo don't expect anything k? I don't even think that I'm gonna make the senshi henshin. Oh, and don't bother e-mailing me about couples. It's already been decided.

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Chapter One
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He sighed as he wiped the sweat from his brow. It was going to be a long day. What with the ship needing to be repaired and having to upgrade a new program for a top secret project, he'd be surprised if he would be able to see his family at all in the next few months!

"Kenji Tsukino."

He stood up and went into a salute. "Sir."

"I have a mission for you."

He looked up at the other man quizzically. He had never been given a mission before. His field was computers and programs, not weapons and combat. "Sir?"

The general sighed. "At ease."

Kenji saw that his eyes were bloodshot and he was looking paler then usual. "Sir, are you all right?"

"Kenji, do you have children?"

"Yes, sir, I do," he said, suddenly becoming very proud. "I have a little girl that's five and my wife just had our son two weeks ago."

"What are their names?"

"My little girl is Usagi and my wife, Ikuko, named our son Sam," he said and smiled.

He returned the smile, and then suddenly looked saddened. "I have a son as well. His name is Ian."

"Sorry for prying, sir, but why aren't you looking all too happy about that?" Kenji asked.

"For one thing, he was taken away from me as a baby," he said. "The other is I won't be able to search for him as I wanted to."

"What do you mean? As I've heard, you'll be getting quiet an amount of time off in a month or so."

"It won't matter."

"Sir?"

"Tsukino, you're being assigned a very important mission. In fact, it's so important that everyone here is going to die so it can succeed. It's that important." Kenji looked at him in pure shock. "I'm sure you know what this is," he went on as he took out a tiny black CD from his pocket.

"That's the program I'm working on. An incomplete program at that," he said.

The general put it in Kenji's shirt pocket. "The machine has already been sent out without being detected. It's somewhere safe. We just need to hide the program to it before the enemy ship catches up with us."

"Is it that valuable?!" he demanded.

The general nodded. "Be thankful, Tsukino. You're going to get to see your family again. Hide the program somewhere safe and make no record of where you keep it. When the time is necessary, someone will come and get you." Kenji nodded solemnly. "The ship is ready for you in the hanger. Don't fail us."

"I won't...sir..." He said and they saluted each other. They then went their separate ways.

"Oh, and Kenji!" the general called. The other man spun around. "If you ever come across a boy named Ian McConner tell him... Tell him I'm sorry."

"I will, sir," he said and then turned back around, knowing that he'd never see him again.

*****

"So what do we do?" the man said, stating what was on everyone's mind.

"I don't like that the military built their own Gundam," a man with a long nose and a scar on his cheek stated. "It will give them more power and before we know it we'll have to be dealing with them too. Trying to put out the Alliance is enough work."

"I agree," said a tall black man.

The others nodded their heads as well.

"Then it's settled then. Issue the commands to blow up the ship," he said.

Suddenly an officer came in and saluted to the men. "Sir, an escape pod has just been detected leaving ship 195. Orders?"

"Blow it up-"

"That won't be necessary," Dr. J said from the doorway. "I'll send out my 'student.'"

"He's inexperienced. Let me send out-"

"No, he'll be absolutely fine," Dr. J said. "Absolutely fine."

"What makes you think so?"

"He has already mastered the controls for his assigned Gundam," he let the words sink in for a moment. "Boy, come here." A little boy, about the age of six, walked up beside him. He looked around at the people in the room with an icy glare. "I want you to follow this ship and find out who the person is on it. Don't make any contact with him till he reaches his destination. See if they're carrying any valuable information. Either way, kill whoever it is and burn the destination so it'll destroy any information."

"Mission Accepted," he said and left the room.

"My God, J, what did you do to that boy?" one of the scientists asked. "His eyes... should not be that of a child. Completely emotionless..."

"I only did what I was told," he replied.

"Which was?"

"To take away his humanity. Make him a perfect soldier."

*****

Mrs. Tsukino rocked her baby boy gently as she tried to get him to calm down and then put him to sleep. Unfortunately, it was all in vain. For when her five-year-old daughter zoomed in, she slammed the door against the wall immediately making the two-week-old start fussing again.

"Usagi!" her mother scolded. "He was almost asleep!"

"I'm sorry Mommy... But guess what! Daddy's home!"

She almost dropped the baby. "What?"

"Honey?" Kenji called as he walked through the front entrance. "Ikuko?"

"Kenji!" she cried as she ran into the hallway.

"This... This is Sam?"

"It is," she said and smiled brightly. She gently handed him over to his father.

"Would you do me a favor? Would you get that brief case that the military gave me?"

"The heavy duty one?" he nodded. She went upstairs to find it and came down with it seconds later. It was open to revile two guns that Kenji made himself, a family photo, and his diary. He took out the little black CD and placed it in the case.

"Why are you home so early?" his wife asked.

"Er...um..." Kenji looked down at his daughter. "Hey, sweetie, would you do me a favor?"

She gave him a huge smile. "Sure!"

"Would you go to the playground and stay there for a while so Daddy can talk to Mommy?"

"Okay!" she said. "But... will you come and play with me afterwards? I really, really missed you!"

"Sure I will," he said. "I'll be out there in a bit!" He watched as his daughter skipped outside and then turned to his wife. "You might want to sit down."

*****

He put the last explosive into place and rechecked the wiring. It was perfect, of course. Everything had to be perfect. *He* had to be perfect or else he would be punished. And he'd been punished enough as it was. He walked to the front of the house, gun in hand. The words of his instructor echoed through his mind: "Kill him and anyone who comes in contact with him." With those words in mind he walked up to the door and knocked.

Mrs. Tsukino opened it up. "Hello."

"Is this the Tsukino residence?" he asked.

"Yes it is," she said.

"Good," he answered. He pulled out his gun and with out even hesitating he shot her three times in the chest. She screamed as the bullets ripped through her body. Kenji looked up in alarm.

Usagi heard the gunshots from the playground and immediately started running home.

The boy stepped over the corpse and walked into the house. He saw Kenji running toward him. To stop any further advancement he lifted his gun so it was level with the older man's chest. "You are Kenji." His eyes looked at his now dead wife with distress as he nodded. "What did you take with you from when you left the ship?"

"Nothing," he lied.

"All right," he said, narrowing his eyes. Then he pulled the trigger and walked out of the house as if it was nothing. After ten paces he took the detonator out of his pocket and pushed it. As the house was consumed in flames, he heard a blood-curdling cry.

Usagi ran up to the boy with brown hair, tears streaming down her face. "You killed them!" she screamed. She started pounding on his chest. "You killed my family!" The boy took hold of her fists and she looked up at him. "Why?" The coldness of his eyes would be imprinted in her mind for the rest of her life.

He took her fists and flung her to the ground. "I was told to." He leveled the gun to Usagi.

"Good! I'm glad you're going to kill me!" Usagi shouted. The boy did a face fault. Why would anyone want to die? "You know why?! So I can come back and haunt you for the rest of your life! For killing me and my family!" The tears had stopped and now a look of determination was set in her features. She squeezed her eyes shut. "Come on!"

But it didn't come.

Usagi opened her eyes and looked around. The boy was gone. She looked back to the house to watch as the roof collapsed from the fire eating away at it. She started to cry again. "What am I going to do with out you?" she whispered. She curled up with her hands around her knees staring at the fiery inferno that was consuming the rest of her then normal life.

"Little girl." Usagi turned to face a young woman with dark green hair. "Are you all right?"

"How can I be all right? My home and my family are gone. I have nowhere to go because of that boy!" she spat.

"I can be your family," she offered. "I can give you a home." She gave a sincere and reassuring smile. "I can also give you revenge."

The tears stopped and the five year old cocked her head to the side. "What do you mean?"

"What's your name?"

"Usagi."

"Come with me Usagi and I'll give you the ability to stop that boy so that he won't hurt anyone else ever again," she said and reached out her hand.

Usagi studied her for a moment while trying to calm herself down. The older woman seemed kind and had offered her a home before even knowing her name. That must mean she's a good person, right? The little girl reached out her hand and took the older woman's. She smiled at the five-year old again and they started walking down the street, ending Usagi's normal life.

*****

Usagi bolted up right in bed, clutching the blankets close to her chest. When she saw that there was no fire, just darkness, she fell back onto the bed. She placed her hand on her forehead as she tried to get her breathing to slow down.

Nightmares again.

It had been ten years since that night, the night where that nameless boy with the cold eyes had taken everything away from her. Ten years since the Doctor took her in. Ten years since she started to learn the art of killing. The only thing that pushed her to finish the hell she went through to train everyday, to keep her sanity even, was the fact that one day she was going to make it so that his eyes weren't cold anymore. It was because she was going to kill him. It wasn't exactly an obsession, just one of her highest priorities. And she certainly wouldn't go out of her way to hunt him down. What if Dr. P needed her for a mission? Besides, how could she hunt someone that she knew absolutely nothing about? The only thing she had to go by was the coldness of his eyes.

Usagi looked over at the digital clock where '3:20' was glowing in a soft shade of green. She inwardly cursed. She was going to be exhausted tomorrow when she was going to meet up with Dr. P and get the detail of her next mission. Why one earth the good Doctor didn't just send it to her through E-mail was beyond her. Usagi closed her eyes and drifted back to sleep.