Suki tapped on the computer mouse, glancing through a manga in front of her
and sipping at a glass of melon soda. It seemed that her ideas had been
running low lately. Totally brain-dead. "Got it!" She said, perking up a
bit. "Hmm... insert disclaimer here..." She said as she typed, "Parts of
this are directly taken from the Gundam Wing Episode Zero manga, but of
course I've thrown in my bits and pieces, so don't sue me." She said,
stopping a bit. "Spoiler warning... at least a little." Looking through
the document for a moment... "This hast to be the shortest prologue of
mine... ever!"
* * * *
After Colony 190.
Trowa sat by the dead rebel captain, his eyes shifting ever so slightly to a girl nearby. She stood there, clasping a small game in her hands. "How much did they pay you?" He asked with a monotone voice. She replied, "Enough to feed three little brothers and a sick father." "So that handheld game was a transmitter... The Alliance was following our every move." Trowa explained, as if she didn't know what he had been used for. "That's right... and once again, you're the only survivor." She put emphasis on the word you're.
There was a snapping sound as Trowa pulled something off his neck, and opening his hand a cross necklace fell to the ground. "Because of this?" He asked. She smirked a little, "Guess what. That crucifix was also a transmitter. From his jacket, the young boy produced a handgun, aiming it at her. "So, even you get mad sometimes." She said as a matter of factly.
"You said before that I was you... but that wasn't true. I'm not as fortunate as you." She exclaimed, giving him a look of confusion. "I'm fortunate?" He asked, lost on the thought. "There's nothing that ties you down." She said, pulling the small transmitter off of her neck. "You have no name, no past... and now no comrades." She continued on, explaining her life and why she took the job she had, tears welling in her eyes.
"That all you have to say?" Trowa replied, still holding the gun steadily in his hand. "You're better off than me. You have a place to go home to." He explained, "Goodbye, Midie." He said. She closed her eyes and hung her head a little. "Goodbye no-name."
There were two shots fired. Midie opened her eyes, looking to the broken game transmitter on the ground. "Wait!" She yelled, watching as Trowa walked away. "Wait no-name!" He paid no mind to her. "You got the wrong guy. I'm not no-name. I'm a traveler, looking for a place to go home to." He replied as he continued to walk.
Midie stood there, tear marks adorning her face as she stared at the transmitter.
"Good show, Midie. So much emotion." Someone said, behind a rustle of bushes. Midie turned to look, seeing another girl step over the bush. Her hair was pulled up into a ponytail and glasses adorned her face, covering her light blue eyes with the lenses. "What do you want?" Midie asked, wiping her eyes and cheeks a bit. The girl smirked a little, shrugging and Midie could tell something was definitely up. Reaching behind her, the girl pulled out a handgun. Midie looked at her shakily. "What are you going to do with that?" She asked, getting no reply.
There were two bullets fired, the sound in the silence echoing through the sky.
* * * *
After Colony 195.
With high expectations, human beings left Earth to begin a new life in the space colonies. However, the United Earth Sphere Alliance gained great military powers and seized control of one colony after another, in the name of "justice and peace." Thus beginning "Operation Meteor." In a move to counter the Alliance's Tyranny, rebel colony citizens plan to bring new weapons to the Earth, disguising them as shooting stars.
However, the Alliance headquarters had caught on to this operation...
* * * *
After Colony 190.
Trowa sat by the dead rebel captain, his eyes shifting ever so slightly to a girl nearby. She stood there, clasping a small game in her hands. "How much did they pay you?" He asked with a monotone voice. She replied, "Enough to feed three little brothers and a sick father." "So that handheld game was a transmitter... The Alliance was following our every move." Trowa explained, as if she didn't know what he had been used for. "That's right... and once again, you're the only survivor." She put emphasis on the word you're.
There was a snapping sound as Trowa pulled something off his neck, and opening his hand a cross necklace fell to the ground. "Because of this?" He asked. She smirked a little, "Guess what. That crucifix was also a transmitter. From his jacket, the young boy produced a handgun, aiming it at her. "So, even you get mad sometimes." She said as a matter of factly.
"You said before that I was you... but that wasn't true. I'm not as fortunate as you." She exclaimed, giving him a look of confusion. "I'm fortunate?" He asked, lost on the thought. "There's nothing that ties you down." She said, pulling the small transmitter off of her neck. "You have no name, no past... and now no comrades." She continued on, explaining her life and why she took the job she had, tears welling in her eyes.
"That all you have to say?" Trowa replied, still holding the gun steadily in his hand. "You're better off than me. You have a place to go home to." He explained, "Goodbye, Midie." He said. She closed her eyes and hung her head a little. "Goodbye no-name."
There were two shots fired. Midie opened her eyes, looking to the broken game transmitter on the ground. "Wait!" She yelled, watching as Trowa walked away. "Wait no-name!" He paid no mind to her. "You got the wrong guy. I'm not no-name. I'm a traveler, looking for a place to go home to." He replied as he continued to walk.
Midie stood there, tear marks adorning her face as she stared at the transmitter.
"Good show, Midie. So much emotion." Someone said, behind a rustle of bushes. Midie turned to look, seeing another girl step over the bush. Her hair was pulled up into a ponytail and glasses adorned her face, covering her light blue eyes with the lenses. "What do you want?" Midie asked, wiping her eyes and cheeks a bit. The girl smirked a little, shrugging and Midie could tell something was definitely up. Reaching behind her, the girl pulled out a handgun. Midie looked at her shakily. "What are you going to do with that?" She asked, getting no reply.
There were two bullets fired, the sound in the silence echoing through the sky.
* * * *
After Colony 195.
With high expectations, human beings left Earth to begin a new life in the space colonies. However, the United Earth Sphere Alliance gained great military powers and seized control of one colony after another, in the name of "justice and peace." Thus beginning "Operation Meteor." In a move to counter the Alliance's Tyranny, rebel colony citizens plan to bring new weapons to the Earth, disguising them as shooting stars.
However, the Alliance headquarters had caught on to this operation...