Chapter One: It Begins....
Act Three: The Purpose
By: Knuckles19{Alexandria the Great has the next three acts. Look forward
to it!}
Heero and the others followed Lance down the corridor that lay before them. "What are these things on our hands?" Asked Quatre. "And why haven't we ever known about them before?" Included Wufei.
"I suppose I could give an explanation." Lance held the back of his hand to the pilots to show his crest. "This is the mark of the Perfect soldier. The crests are placed on us at intervals in our life without our knowing. Even I don't know their origin. They are placed on those selected to be in the Perfect Army."
Trowa looked a bit confused. "So we've been unknowingly drafted?"
Lance laughed. "I guess you could say that. I wasn't too thrilled when I was "drafted", but I had a reason or two to join after I gave it some thought."
"Soooooooooooo.......it's up to the crest-bearer to decide whether or not to join?"
"That's the general idea. I know you all have things you'd rather be doing, but it's time to explain why I've called you here." Lance drew a small remote from his pocket and pressed a button. An image of a large craft appeared on a monitor. "Do you recognize this?"
They all gasped in amazement. "That's the........" Duo began and Wufei finished with "the Space Station Libra!"
"Well, it's good to see that senility hasn't come with age." Lance said with a grin.
"We're not that old, kid." Trowa commented.
"I'm perfectly aware of your ages. If I knew Wufei had a date with a girl he met about a year ago, I certainly know how long you've been alive. These are indeed the schematics for the space station Libra. You'll note, however, that there are a few large changes."
Quatre took a closer look. "Hmm......this looks a bit more hollow than the other station. But then again, the last time I was in there, I was blowing it up."
"Well, this is not the Libra you we're all aboard." Lance started, now with a stern look on his face. "A few months ago, we stole these plans from a small shuttle bound for a colony on the moon. Normally we wouldn't interfere with such a minor craft, but these we're detected on board. We've been analyzing them for months, and......"
"And?" Asked a worried Heero.
"These have been marked several times in many of the sectors. Whoever is using this, may have a prototype, or even a working station."
Wufei showed shock for the first time in months. "You mean the Libra could be up and running?!"
"Yes. And that's where you all come in. We've been formulating a plan to stop them from using such a weapon."
"Uh-huh.....who's "They"?" asked Duo.
"To be quite honest, I don't really know. Whoever it is, he or she may want to start a war of some kind. I don't even know their intentions, but it's certainly illegal to possess a weapon with destruction capabilities of this magnitude. So, with your help, we'd like to try to prevent the eyes of innocent civilians from ever having to see this calamity of the skies." Lance became silent, waiting for an answer.
Quatre looked bold. "I'll do what I can. I don't want any innocent soldiers to die trying to fight a second Libra!" Duo smiled "If Quat's in, I'm in."
"I guess I have no choice. The circus will close if it gets destroyed, and then where will I be?" Trowa said after giving a heavy sigh. Wufei agreed reluctantly, but Heero remained silent.
"Something wrong Yuy?" Inquired Lance.
"I can't. I have plans in a month."
"I've factored that into account. If we can execute all of the planned missions with total precision, we can have everything out of the way in about two or three weeks. Any objections to helping out now?"
Heero was now filled with mixed emotions. Part of him wanted to spend every waking moment with Releena. However, another part of him yearned to accept the mission. He never realized how much he missed the action of the battlefield. "I'll.......do it."
"Excellent! Now, I know you all have somebody you might want to say goodbye too, so the mission won't begin for a while. I'll meet you all at Hangar 39 in three days. I'll explain the situation further from there. Until then, dismissed." Lance turned the monitor off as the pilots departed.
"Another Libra.......and the people can't even know about it." Thought Wufei. "OH YEAH! The Great Destroyer is born again!" Duo yelled.
"How am I gonna break this to Releena?" Heero asked. Quatre responded "Don't worry. She's a diplomat and a great woman. She'll understand." Heero remained silent once again.
Heero and the others followed Lance down the corridor that lay before them. "What are these things on our hands?" Asked Quatre. "And why haven't we ever known about them before?" Included Wufei.
"I suppose I could give an explanation." Lance held the back of his hand to the pilots to show his crest. "This is the mark of the Perfect soldier. The crests are placed on us at intervals in our life without our knowing. Even I don't know their origin. They are placed on those selected to be in the Perfect Army."
Trowa looked a bit confused. "So we've been unknowingly drafted?"
Lance laughed. "I guess you could say that. I wasn't too thrilled when I was "drafted", but I had a reason or two to join after I gave it some thought."
"Soooooooooooo.......it's up to the crest-bearer to decide whether or not to join?"
"That's the general idea. I know you all have things you'd rather be doing, but it's time to explain why I've called you here." Lance drew a small remote from his pocket and pressed a button. An image of a large craft appeared on a monitor. "Do you recognize this?"
They all gasped in amazement. "That's the........" Duo began and Wufei finished with "the Space Station Libra!"
"Well, it's good to see that senility hasn't come with age." Lance said with a grin.
"We're not that old, kid." Trowa commented.
"I'm perfectly aware of your ages. If I knew Wufei had a date with a girl he met about a year ago, I certainly know how long you've been alive. These are indeed the schematics for the space station Libra. You'll note, however, that there are a few large changes."
Quatre took a closer look. "Hmm......this looks a bit more hollow than the other station. But then again, the last time I was in there, I was blowing it up."
"Well, this is not the Libra you we're all aboard." Lance started, now with a stern look on his face. "A few months ago, we stole these plans from a small shuttle bound for a colony on the moon. Normally we wouldn't interfere with such a minor craft, but these we're detected on board. We've been analyzing them for months, and......"
"And?" Asked a worried Heero.
"These have been marked several times in many of the sectors. Whoever is using this, may have a prototype, or even a working station."
Wufei showed shock for the first time in months. "You mean the Libra could be up and running?!"
"Yes. And that's where you all come in. We've been formulating a plan to stop them from using such a weapon."
"Uh-huh.....who's "They"?" asked Duo.
"To be quite honest, I don't really know. Whoever it is, he or she may want to start a war of some kind. I don't even know their intentions, but it's certainly illegal to possess a weapon with destruction capabilities of this magnitude. So, with your help, we'd like to try to prevent the eyes of innocent civilians from ever having to see this calamity of the skies." Lance became silent, waiting for an answer.
Quatre looked bold. "I'll do what I can. I don't want any innocent soldiers to die trying to fight a second Libra!" Duo smiled "If Quat's in, I'm in."
"I guess I have no choice. The circus will close if it gets destroyed, and then where will I be?" Trowa said after giving a heavy sigh. Wufei agreed reluctantly, but Heero remained silent.
"Something wrong Yuy?" Inquired Lance.
"I can't. I have plans in a month."
"I've factored that into account. If we can execute all of the planned missions with total precision, we can have everything out of the way in about two or three weeks. Any objections to helping out now?"
Heero was now filled with mixed emotions. Part of him wanted to spend every waking moment with Releena. However, another part of him yearned to accept the mission. He never realized how much he missed the action of the battlefield. "I'll.......do it."
"Excellent! Now, I know you all have somebody you might want to say goodbye too, so the mission won't begin for a while. I'll meet you all at Hangar 39 in three days. I'll explain the situation further from there. Until then, dismissed." Lance turned the monitor off as the pilots departed.
"Another Libra.......and the people can't even know about it." Thought Wufei. "OH YEAH! The Great Destroyer is born again!" Duo yelled.
"How am I gonna break this to Releena?" Heero asked. Quatre responded "Don't worry. She's a diplomat and a great woman. She'll understand." Heero remained silent once again.