Disclaimer: I am so tired of writing this so I have found a solution. This will be for all of my chapters!!!! I do not own Gundam Wing. Fairly easy to remember...

Children Can Be Such an Annoyance:

Chapter 4: The POV of a Yuy... (very short...)

My usual wake up time is 6:30 in the morning. It isn't that bad, but I sure would like to sleep in once in a while. I have gotten used to not seeing my brother when I wake up. I hear that dad wakes him up at 4:30! How can he do that! I really don't know. Anyway, maybe it is better for him to get more training. He does have Wing Zero as his Gundam, after all. That Zero system is nasty! I've never been in it, but I heard from him that it gives you a killer headache. One time, David accidentally went Zero, and almost blew up our entire base. That day was horrible. I tried to talk to him, but he kept calling me the enemy! I'm his sister, and he didn't even show any mercy. He's either a Perfect Soldier, or a Perfect Idiot. Dad got him under control when he talked to him. He was always scared that one day David would lose it. That's why he's so strict with him, but he could lighten up just a little bit.

The year is 220AC. I am fifteen years old. When we moved here, I was just five. That was ten years ago. Ten years when we moved, and ten years when they came. I don't remember it much. Mom said that when we lived in our old house, there was an attack on the city with Mobile Dolls. That was the reason why we moved. Not because of cowardnous, but because of preparation. Their name is The Black Scourge. They had announced their attack on Earth and the colonies a year ago. But by that time, we were masters at our Gundams. I am currently piloting my mother's Gundam, Diamond Ice. It's a good Gundam, and I am proud to pilot it. Numerous times I have asked Dad to put the Zero system, but he makes me do 200 push-ups for asking such a thing. I am not saying that I am the strongest pilot out of the sixteen of us, but I think that I could at least handle the system. I hope he'll come around one of these days.

Uncle Zechs was the first to learn of the Black Scourge, or just Scourge as we call them. He was at the newly constructed Sank Kingdom when Scourge attacked. They had the same kind of Mobile Suits as Marimea had; Serpents. Everyone was confused because Mobile Suits were supposedly banned everywhere. It was quite a shock seeing thousands of them. Uncle Zechs, along with all the other pilots, was not stupid. They had stored their Gundams in a safe location just incase something like this ever happened. I was just five years old at this time. You could describe me as carefree and naive. You could also say I still am...

What is war? I just think it is another word for pain. I mean, fighting in the Gundams in fun, but when I have to kill, it leaves this empty spot in my soul. I hate that feeling. Feelings like that prove to be a weakness, which can be hurt during battle. Uncle Wufei is trying to get rid of that. He disciplines me a lot and says that I'm weak. Maybe he's right, but I still love 'em. Naturally, being the children of the Perfect Soldier, me and David are probably the strongest. In some areas though, I am mediocre due to my age. Even Justin gets beat by Emily and Warren; due to them being nineteen. Still I am able to keep up with the older ones; even I am one of the youngest. Once, but I think by pure luck, I was able to beat Justin and Heavy Arms.

Have I experienced death? No. I never want to either. Even without the Zero System, I feel that I would lose control if someone I loved died. Dad knows it too. He tries to keep me out of as many battles as he can. One time, the enemy nearly killed Emma, and I literally went crazy. It took both Warren and Kevin to keep me from killing him. Mom asked me if I was comfortable fighting in battle. At any time I could go to school like a normal girl, but I refused in a second. It wasn't that I didn't want to make friends, it's just that I have grown accustomed to my life as it is, and I would rather learn a new fighting technique than learn how to write in twenty different languages. That's just not enough thrill.

I love my life as it is. I can pilot my Gundam as much as I want, and goof off with Uncle Duo. Yeah, this was paradise. But as they say: Nothing gold can stay.

A/N: I am so sorry that this chapter was so short. But I think that you guys needed to be up to speed with what happened in the last ten years.... Well, now you know.. please R&R, though I don't expect you to because this was a highly pathetic chapter. Hurt me if you wish... but GOOD LUCK! ^_~!!

-Loki