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Children of War

By,

LunaDragon

The doorknob turned slowly and the door slammed open as two silhouettes walked in. "Home sweet home." Kaiya said as she slumped onto a couch. They had just come back from delivering the disk to Professor Tomoe, and now they were in their apartment on his premises. It was plain; white walls, gray carpet, two bedrooms, two bathrooms, a kitchen, and furniture.

Akiko entered as well and she immediately went into her bedroom and came back with the laptop. "Ready to see?"

"Can't it wait until tomorrow?"

"Quit your whining! I wanna see what the Prof is up to!" Akiko pleaded as she sat next to Kaiya. She opened the top of the computer and as it loaded, she looked over to her partner. "What do you think the Prof is doing?"

"I don't know," Kaiya sighed, "you can't really tell with Professor Tomoe. You think he's got something against the Gundams and their pilots?"

"Perhaps . . . hey -- look!" She suddenly shouted. On the screen of the computer was a picture of a teenager with dark brown spiked hair and Prussian blue eyes. On his left was a whole set of information and in bigger, bold letters was his name: Heero Yuy. And under it, equally in size were the words: The Perfect Soldier.

"The mighty Heero," Kaiya mussed, "he looks pretty cute for a Gundam pilot."

Akiko only nodded. "My, he has a big reputation. Listen to this," she paused and scrunched her brow as she read, "Pilot of the Wing Gundam, the boy now known as Heero Yuy is the most skilled and the most somber of the five ex-Gundam pilots. His true name is unknown, but for special missions of revenge and such, he had been code-named after the old leader of the space colonies. Heero was raised by the now deceased scientist Doctor J, and had been trained since childhood to be a ruthless killing machine, equally proficient in mobile suit piloting, personal combat, demolitions, and computer hacking."

"Ouch," Kaiya whispered. "I feel bad for him. Going through all that just for missions."

"Reminds me of us." Akiko snorted. Kaiya nodded solemnly. By pressing a key on her laptop, the picture switched. On it now, was a picture of a boy with brown hair in a braid at least a yard long, and cobalt blue eyes. Just like Heero, he had his name: Dou Maxwell, The Shinigami, and a whole set of information.

"Now Dou's more my type. Think they have a picture of him without a shirt?" Akiko asked with a laugh.

"Shinigami? He's a God of Death? That's pretty peculiar." Kaiya said. Then she read the information aloud, "Despite the fact that Dou Maxwell was as contented as the Gundam pilots got, Duo Maxwell earned his 'Shinigami' nickname when he took on the Alliance and OZ soldiers in battle. Making sport of destroying everything, he was able to complete missions quickly and with great agility."

Akiko frowned. "That explains his nickname. Shall you finish?"

"I shall." Kaiya said. After she took another breath, she continued, "The only downside to Duo's fighting, was that it almost seemed as if he didn't know quite when to stop. Taking total annihilation to complete extreme measures, he tended to not only kill the enemy, but just about everything around the enemy. His lust for combat was still overshadowed by his need to help his colony against the evil OZ corporation."

"Okay, so two down and three to go. Didn't imagine they had such dark pasts. Then they fought the war . . ."

"They don't deserve to be put through something else. And if it is Professor Tomoe's resolution to kill them . . ."

"Then we won't be a part of it!"Akiko completed. "We'll refuse, and if worse comes to worse . . ." She let her voice trail off.

"Let's not think about that now. Let's just continue to read through this information, then we'll see what he's up to."

Akiko nodded and pressed a button, switching the screen to another one of the ex-Gundam pilots. With brown hair that shrouded half his face, only a single dark green eye was visible. His name, Trowa Barton. And under that, in the same big, bold letters; The Silencer.

"That sounds bizarre, like the Grim Reaper or something." Kaiya said with a shudder.

"The pilot of the gun-firing Gundam called Heavyarms, the boy who called himself Trowa was the most mysterious of the Gundam pilots," Akiko read, "because he seldom spoke and never smiled." She paused and looked at her friend. "Perfect personality for you Kaiya!"

Kaiya laughed and shoved her friend playfully. "Just shut up and read!"

Akiko nodded. "Trowa fell in with a traveling circus group as cover for his terrorist mission, finding employment as the world's most dispassionate clown. Trowa is a gifted and fearless acrobat, and these abilities also proved useful in his alternate occupation as a Gundam pilot."

Kaiya frowned as her friend continued, "Despite his youth and splenetic behavior, Trowa was an experienced and professional soldier. His once preferred combat tactic was to stand his ground and spray the battlefield with an endless sleet of bullets, though every now and then he dispatched an enemy with his acrobatic trademark move - a mid-air triple spin, ending in a deadly knife slash. Anybody who saw a Gundam had to die, and Trowa lived well up to that rule. He was merciless in missions, thus giving him the name 'Silencer'. This was a more robotic side of him, which lives only to carry out missions and in almost constantly it was in record time."

With the frown still etched on her face, Kaiya asked, "He really is isolated . . . I'm not like that am I?"

"Sometimes." Akiko answered truthfully, but then she just shrugged. "Sometimes no."

Kaiya grabbed the lap top computer with a sigh and switched to a different Gundam pilot. He had platinum blonde hair with blue eyes. His name was Quatra Raberba Winner. Underneath his name: The Peacemaker.

"Hey, I've heard of him!" Kaiya said suddenly. "He's the rich guy!"

"He was a Gundam pilot! No way!" Akiko shouted. "Jeez, that totally gives meaning to the saying, 'don't judge a book by its cover.'"

"Shh, let me read it!" Kaiya snapped. "The pilot of the Gundam Sandrock, Quatre was unusually tenderhearted for a Gundam pilot. He is the son of a wealthy family of space colony builders, with 29 older sisters and had a stern pacifist father, now deceased, who disapproved of his going into combat."

"While Quatre lacked the fighting prowess and ruthlessness of his fellow Gundam pilots, he dis have excellent family connections, almost unlimited cash, and a troop of forty loyal underlings at his disposal." Akiko followed. "At his disposal? Makes him sound like a murderer."

"Quatre was born to the wealthy Winner household and is the only boy in his family. The Winner family believed strongly in peace, and so Quatre's father had a problem with his only son fighting. But Quatre had believed so strongly in bringing freedom and solace to the world that he had fought anyways."

"Brave boy. Leaving behind all that money to fight a war that no one knows you're fighting, and getting nothing out of it." Akiko snorted. "He's got guts."

"It isn't all about money. You've got to remember, if it weren't for him and his friends, a war would still probably be going on."

"If it weren't for the Gundams in the first place, we wouldn't be forced to kill people and go on worthless missions!"

Kaiya sighed and moved to the last of the five Gundam pilots. With black hair and eyes, in the picture, Chang Wufei: The Solitary Dragon, looked prouder than the others.

"The stern pilot of the Shenlong Gundam is the proud offspring of a legendary warrior clan, who were exiled from China to a dilapidated space colony, now destroyed, by a fearful government. Wufei adheres to a strict code of honor and justice, seeking to protect the weak and punish the guilty." She read after a glance at her now saddened friend.

"After an arranged marriage at a young age, Wufei was drawn into war against his will by the actions of his wife. After a very short period of time together, Meiran was killed while protecting her colony. Thus to be worthy of her as a husband, Wufei adopted all her ideals for honor and justice and with the help of Doctor O, he became the ace pilot of the Shenlong Gundam, whom he named 'Nataku'." Akiko finished.

Kaiya was about to say something, but the phone rang and Akiko got up to get it. 'Oh Akiko, don't place blame. It'll just make everything harder.'

She heard the slam of a phone and the next thing she knew Akiko was wearing her coat and was out the apartment door. Kaiya wasn't far behind.

Once Kaiya had gone outside, Akiko was already standing by their car, having ditched the motorcycle in a ditch, just in case of a tracking device. "Who was it?"

"The Prof has a knew mission for us."

"Now! We just got back not even five hours ago!" Kaiya barked.

"Try telling that to him. He didn't say what, but he said to meet him in his lab." Akiko said as she got into the passenger seat of the Lexis. Kaiya grabbed the keys and started the car. In twenty minutes they were in the lab waiting for Dr. Tomoe's arrival.

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Author's Note: Heehee! I'm so happy you liked my fic so far! ::jumps up and down in a victory dance:: Ok, in this fic Professor Tomoe (referred as Prof by Akiko) is a little on the psychotic side. You'll have to wait and see how Hotaru turns out. I'm not sure if I'll do pairings or not because I'm not sure who to put with who. I'd appreciate it if you peoples would help me! lol. Anyways, some angst in the next chapter and so forth. Thanks for the reviews! I love you guys!